This is going to be a mini-post. Nothing more than a string of thoughts binding together an experience yet to come. This morning, I start the school year again. Things have changed and they have stayed the same. I am nervous and comfortable at this point with the first day of school. I have prepared …
What words to write today? What mysteries to explore and unravel as I click and clack at the keyboard? This is 300th post that I have published on this blog. Many more have been written. Some of them are just waiting for the right moment, for others their moment passed before I was able to …
The last kiss has been given And missed the lips The last caress stroked another hip Endings bring peace with time Only if you see them...
I spend a lot of time talking to myself. Day in Day out. I tell myself stories. Sometimes they are good stories. Other times they are just ways to the time and I don’t mourn them when I lose them to memory. Lately, I have been telling a lot of stories and they have making …
That is the question; at least when it comes to weight loss. Do you weight or measure yourself? Or both? I like the first option and have been doing so nearly every week for the past two years. This past week, I hit the scale and discovered that I have lost a total of thirty …
My animals have all flatten themselves on the floors of the house as if to say that they give up. It wasn't an especially trying day for the terminally fuzzy day. Everyone made it up this morning and out the door. The morning walk even had time for a spot of tea.Then I came home …
Monday Morning comes every week. You would think that I would learn to prepare for it. Nope, every week it sneaks up on me. Attacking me when I am just beginning to get things done or so I like to think. The truth is as hard as I work, I am afraid at times and …
There is anger in the air,poisoning all the tired souls,tired of being good and getting nowhere.While all the haters breathe easySpewing toxins into the atmospherekilling us, killing them,But they laugh while they diedigging their own graveswe die, too, at peace without actions.
I am tired. Tired to the bone with all the words that are thrown against me like I'm the wall in a racquetball court and its my job to take it. My life my destiny to take society's beatings and be fine with it. The mental wear and tear of this life is too much at times and I …
I do not have a clever twist of phrase.. all I have is my gratitude that there have always been people in my life that haven't let me give up, even when I wanted, too. Thank you.
Lucinda Rose 