What are you passionate about? I’d like to say, I’m passionate about God. There are so many things I question. ~ I’d like to say, I’m passionate about reading. Sometimes the material just lays there uninspiring. ~ I’d like to say, I’m passionate about my fam-ends. There are times, I just want to be alone.Continue reading “Passionate”
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Anticipation
Winter Season
Over did it Esther thought she was dreaming. In her dream, there was total darkness and from somewhere in the far reaches of the darkness she heard moaning; soft frequent moaning. With each moan. a typewriter formed out of the darkness and chased her. When the moan stopped, the typewriter disappeared. It took, what seemedContinue reading “Winter Season”
A shoe story
Recently I went shopping for a new pair of tenna shoes. The shoes I was wearing were coming unglued around the soles. Then there was the added discomfort of; they just hurt. I bought them in December from a really good store. Or so I thought. One, they shouldn’t have been coming apart. And two,Continue reading “A shoe story”
Winter Season
Job idea? Oscar was so glad that Esther had offered to drive him to and from work. He was so exhausted Monday evening when he climbed into her jeep. He reached his hand over to her and she held it. His life was in her hands; he closed his eyes and slept all the wayContinue reading “Winter Season”
Pink snow
Winter Season
Mother hen Even with all the drama that had happened lately, Thanksgiving dinner was amazing. The ladies out did themselves. Oscar and Chet both agreed. Everyone helped cook and clean up the mess. Though, there was three hours between the two events. After dinner, they went for a walk around Chet and Bell’s property. TheyContinue reading “Winter Season”
Dig you out
Hide from me, will you? Dig you out. This ground is soft and spongy. Feels weird. No worries, I’m gonna dig you out. Movement. Felt that. With a burst of speed like a locomotive barreling down the tracks, I’m gonna dig you out. Sniff. Sniff. I smell you. I’m gonna dig you out. That sound,Continue reading “Dig you out”
Winter Season
What to do? Oscar was still knocked out from all the drugs. “How is he?” Bell was standing at the foot of the bed. “The doctor says he’s going to be fine. When he wakes up and gets up, he can go home.” They let Oscar go home late Thanksgiving evening. Friday afternoon their doorbellContinue reading “Winter Season”
My last weight loss journey: trickery
It’s been a little while since I’ve written a post about my journey. There hasn’t been much to tell except the same old story. Loose a pound gain 3. As I get deeper into the throws of menopause, I seem to gain 5 pounds for every cookie I eat. Just thinking about a cookie madeContinue reading “My last weight loss journey: trickery”
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