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The thrill of the list
I’m positively giddy. Thinking about next week makes me smile. I’m not sure how or when I did it but I actually scheduled some time off and for the first time in forever, I FORGOT to fill it up! It must have been a week I mentally skipped, but now I have time to get…
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The not so long day
Another long day, in truth, the one I’ve worried about all week. Knowing that I’d have a full day at work and not get home until an hour after my bedtime filled me with dread. I’ve always been the kid who looked forward to bedtime, sometimes more than the actual fun event that preceded it.…
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Telling tales
Another Tuesday, not a turning point just a stop along the way. I look around and wonder What did I forget to do today? A night spent doing laundry Which is never done as well My mind is in a quandary, But my blog an empty shell I started to write a story, But another…
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Father’s Day
The cracked hands hid a wealth of time Etched in each and every callus Worn with weather and with age They marked him as a man of experience But the same rough hands That lifted an engine, Changed a tire, built a house Were soft and warm Holding each of his newborns, And grandchildren He…
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Wisdom from a cat
What can a cat teach a child? I watch as my little boy learns the rules of life. Be nice, Because you get what you give Don’t bother them when they’re irritated, Give them some space Pats feel nice, And when done right, Everyone is happy Nothing feels as nice As cuddles on a cold…
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A fork in the map
Today is the first day I’ve written in my journal in over a week. I’ve thought about writing in it every day in passing, but other obligations kept intruding, and I packed the thought away, “for later” And now tonight, I open the blank pages and stare at June the 4th, the last time I’ve…
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Sleepy boy
Little boy blue You’re oh, so warm Full of sound and fury Like a summer storm The sleep in your eyes Makes it hard to see But still you refuse To go to sleep for me I turn off the lights And cuddle you close I feel your tension ease As your spot is chose…
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Champion
I am writing even though I know you will never read this. You’ve been gone so long, sometimes I can’t remember your face. But the memories we made together have guided me through life, a stalwart navigator on a sometimes stormy sea. I remember the times we spent together in childhood, when I would sleepover…
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Giants
I didn’t write yesterday. I thought about it, at least once an hour or so. But then instead, I found myself living, laughing and crying at talks given by insightful, amazing women with so much to share, Such wisdom and such humour. I’ve always thought that wit is something you can’t fake. You can study…
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Chalk in the wind
Some days work feels Like chalk in my hand Watching lives Blow away like sand I wonder sometimes If what I do changes fate Watching so many Become Mr or Mrs ‘the late’ Does it make a difference? Does it change things at all? When one of us is born, Another seems to fall I…