Far from the city we had known. Suburbs of Boston. No longer a rental in a three story but a one level ranch. It sat on just an acre of dirt where it was new and still void of grass. It was a great family home situated on a quiet dead-end street. Mom still lives there and we do what we can to help around the house so she can stay. A true family home.
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Postaday asks if you had a Robot what would you have it do. I would have to say I would love one to weed my gardens.
Oh my knees are hurting bad and to have a shiny machine going up and down each row, gently pulling just the weeds and allowing all my pretty flowers to take center stage now that I would call a perfect garden helper!
Daily Prompt: Que Sera Sera
Do you believe in fate or do you believe you can control your own destiny?
I always thought I was in charge of who I would become or where life would take me but in the end, as those who have followed me from the start know, in my case, it was to be.
Yes life was fun and I had a blast then it was hard so very hard but I made it.
I ran from evil and got strong enough to be blessed with a life that was in the cards for me.
I am so happy with what fate had in store for me :) though everyone would be better off with less pain in their lives I think.
Hope you are like me and find yourself just where you are meant to be. We all deserve to BE HAPPY!
The best day for me to linger would be the day the horrid winter, truly gives up it’s strong hold and allows spring to arrive with all of it’s beauty.
You know the kind of day, snow banks filthy from too many months of winters cold, when the earth lets out a sigh and you witness it begin to drink up the moisture that once would only allow more ice to form. When the frost beneath the yard was just too thick to allow for drainage of any kind to begin. It is the kind of day I wait so long for. I hear about it coming on the news and I get ready. I bring out the table and chair from the barn, yes we are tough here up in the northeast.
As the morning arrives I will be ready. The sun will come up and greet me at the kitchen window, beside the coffee maker where I will stand and wait for it to finish all the while I will soak in the first rays of this special day. By the second cup JT and I will make our way to the table and chair lying in wait for me to sit and linger.
The birds will be signing their absolute prettiest tunes and the Apple tree will have swollen buds as will the Forsythia. This is how I will spend each morning after that first day of warmth, lingering in the yard with my girl, soaking in the suns warmth only from now on with sunscreen.
Having got to the age I am, there are many things others can not make me believe for I have found the truth in living.
That the words our country rises and stands for, All Men Are Created Equal is a lie. All you have to do is step out onto the streets of where you live and it is there for you to see, if you open your eyes.
I believe in my heart there are without a doubt just plain evil people who walk among us, as I found myself married to such a person of ill intent, mostly towards himself as a man but sadly it spilled over onto all he said he loved.
The final one of these things I believe in my heart to be false is believing it is what it is. It is not!. We can change for the better and for the better of all mankind, yes it is not easy but life isn’t but one thing for sure is that you can change yourself, the place you call home and little by little the world we share.
As I wake to this world I am apart of each day I am struck by it’s beauty. Now you know I hate the snow and the extra work we need to do in order to clear it from our path but you know I adore the land.
So first off without a doubt I believe in God. I know without a doubt as it is hard to at times when we look out at all the evil that abounds.
It pains me to see hurt and destruction and so much loss but I believe in God.
I also believe that if man continues to destroy this earth at the rate it has been we won’t exist as a planet for thousands of years to come.
Now they ask for three things we believe in on this challenge and for me I will end on a lighter note.
I know without a doubt each animal I have shared my life with has loved me as much as I loved them.
Be kind to one another and to God’s animals as surly all you need to do is look at a full bird feeder to see so many others can get along with each other.
Daily Prompt: Time After Time
Traditions: we’ve all got ‘em. They might be family dinners on special occasions, or having a particular kind of cake on your birthday (Jeanne Cake, natch), or popcorn at the movies, or meeting your friend for a 5k run in the park, rain or shine, every Sunday morning. What are your favorite traditions, large and small? What is it about your traditions that keep them going strong for you?
You made me think this morning Daily Prompt
I grew up with so many Family Traditions.
We used to go to both sides of our family, for holidays. They would split them up so we would know our Grandparents, Aunts and Uncles as well as our Cousins.
Many miles were laid down. Traveling from our state to theirs. Even with family scattered our parents made the effort for us to be together. I never knew there was any other way to live.
Flash forward fifty eight years from yesterday and really I have no real family. No closeness. Brothers, well two of them, moved to the south and one lives 20 minutes from me but I may as well be on the other side of the world. He is the baby, now 40+ years old but clearly in charge of our mom. I was born first and always cared for the three of them but since dad passed away ten years ago I have been left to make my own traditions as each holiday comes around.
Traditions are a part of each of us, be it currant or just a memory.
I now place a large turkey in the oven, stuffed with deliciousness, no longer getting dressed to see the family for holidays but getting dressed to head out the door. I go for walks with the dog and my special guy. We time it perfectly to arrive back home, as a turkey really just needs one nice basting to crisp up the skin, so it will look beautiful as I sit it at the table for two well the cat and dog will be allowed some on their plates when dinner is done. I make all the traditional side dishes from my childhood and some he remembers as well, see he has no family left at all. We have each other. We happily set out making new traditions together.
As we sat side by side she asked to see my palm.
I thought, No Way!
She assured me there were things she would be able to see, that is the part that worried me.
As she held my hand tears began to fall from her eyes, no you see this is a Happy Ending.
They were tears of Joy for she was able to see the past and how bright the future will be.
Been sad and hurt for too long.
Was told by a child I had placed for adoption, to go away, as he had done to find peace and love within again.
I had never meditated before and yes I was worried but I also knew deep inside something had to change.
It was time for me to finally be whole. So I booked by 10 day stay and in the following months while I waited for my day to
come to take the first step, there were so many days I thought I would cancel but I did not.
I went away from home for the first time all alone.
I took an oath of silence.
I learned how to meditate.
I learned that I was really strong not broken as I had thought.
Over those ten days away I meditated in silence, for 100 hours. Yes it was hard. Was it worth it, hell yes. A million times YES.
This trip into the unknown world of Meditation was scary but amazing as well.
I will never be lost again.
I will go within and see all is well.
Life can be so very hard and so many could use this outlet to find peace and happiness.
My son and I agree after having both learned to go within, that so many could benefit from learning how to meditate
starting with small children. When I went to school in 1963 there was a time each day we laid our heads on our desk to take
a rest from the stress of learning, had we been taught the simple act of Meditation in the first grade maybe just maybe
we would could have had a world full of PEACE or a lot less pain.
Back to School
If I could go back and start over where I messed up if I actually really did I would start here.
I would study hard and fool around less.
I would LISTEN and not know it ALL.
I would read more.
I would write more.
I would pay more attention to my teachers and less on my classmates.
I would be so different now.
I went from being a cute little girl with eyes out the windows in school all day to growing up
with my eyes still glued to what was going on outside of my RIG
I could have been anyone.
I could have been a Hairdresser with my own shop.
I could spend the rest of my life thinking should have, could have but you know what, I am OK with what I learned and where I went and OK with all that money I made and all the hours I worked because you CAN”T GO BACK so finally I am HAPPY going FORWARD!
Inspiration comes in many forms but when it happens to me I either grab a camera or my Blue Tray upon which I do my Beading.
I head into the spare bedroom, though there is no bed and open up the many drawers and containers I have full of beads. As I poke around I zero in on the colors I have available. I used to just have colors of the Sea. I have been beading for two years now and have some of each color it seems.
So with tray in one hand I begin to add beads, needles, thread and findings to complete a project. Who knows if I will sit and work it to the end or put it aside half-finished for a later day.
Even when gathering the supplies to make something pretty and new, I slip into THE ZONE. You have to or the creative juices can stop flowing, even before you begin.
Now with all I think I will need, piled high upon my blue tray, I sit at the table over looking the yard and river with my dog and cat close by. I add the string to my needle, usually Fireline so the piece will last for years and then I use the needle to pick up one tiny seed bead at a time. I like using 15’s and 11’s the best. They are very tiny. I have to focus or prick myself.
As I sit and pick up each one and add them into my design it starts to come together nicely and as I do the world seems to stop. Yes I enter THE ZONE rather quickly when I place that Blue Beading Tray in front of me.
Do you BEAD?
Have a great day getting lost in THE ZONE!
We lost the house but remember what I took the time to save. Now after discussing it with boyfriend I guess I should have put a little more thought into my choice of which items to save.
I forgot the purse as I have no money in it so who cares but he reminded me maybe I should have worried about a license, funny I never get pulled over anymore so maybe I could skate without it till it is time to renew :)
Yes I lost all my crafting and beading components but with no house, where would I set up.
I should have remembered my shotgun, as I do love my over and under skeet gun. Don’t worry I only shoot CLAY PIGEONS.
I once with the help of an old boyfriend saved a mans life who was on fire so I will stay with my original post as all else really can be replaced in time but not a life and we were all out safely when so many others never had a chance.