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Another fall Sunday
Today ran the gamut of life for me. A beautiful, sunny fall day, temperature just right, clear skies and a gentle breeze. Finishing touches to a new enterprise, exciting and nerve wracking at the same time. Will it do well? Or will it be something to regret down the road? I’m choosing to be positive and…
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Friday
Friday is the crescendo of the week for the average worker bee, who has the 9-5, Monday to Friday gig. While not every worker has this luxury, it has a thrill for the average person. Dating back to our formative years from k to 12, we grow up looking forward to our ‘days off’, whatever…
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The rules
Kids are amazing creatures, full of so many questions and emotions, living their lives with such honesty, before we teach them otherwise. My little boy is a feral being, who laughs deeply and screams like a panther when cornered. He throws bricks when full of rage, and gives the biggest and most honest hugs with…
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September Long
September long weekend, summer days slipping away. Children laughing in the sun, priceless golden heads shining. I feel a chill descend as the sun slips away, knowing that it’s only days until frost fills the morning air. Family surrounding us, good food, good company, good conversation. Clouds hide the sun and my smile Soon they…
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Fall memories
September is here. Today I saw pumpkin spice lattes for sale again, a sure sign that fall is coming. I walked out of work to step on the familiar crunch of yellowed leaves, curled and wrinkled on the sidewalk, and felt a strange happiness suffuse my soul. I texted my mother, and our conversation turned…
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Pinterest isn’t my wheelhouse
I’m tired today. Another Monday, and I found myself sitting in the car for a few minutes on both ends of work- When I got there to psych myself up, and then when I got home, to breathe. I knew on the other side of the door my family waited, but I was so tired…
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Payback
What is it about the sounds children make that can give such a visceral response? The sound of laughter, pealing clear and high like a bell can fill me with such joy. But the sound of their screams will curdle your blood, Depending on the pitch. I listened to five children under the age of…
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The Dog Days of Summer
It’s been a busy summer. Sometimes, I wonder how my brain remembers half of what I need to do. I started a bullet journal this week, hoping it will help me keep my life in order. I spent an hour on it the first day, and haven’t looked at it much in the last two…
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Days of Gold
Every week I go in, checking on them as I do my rounds. Ensuring no one needs anything, and if they do, that they receive as much care as I can give. Some days are rough, though not because of illness, but because of the memory of health The heartbreak comes in the moments of…
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Bookends of the day
My favourite part of the day is moments of solitude early in the morning, The house shifting in sleep, only the indifferent glances of cats, questioning my choices in life I slowly wake up, preparing for the day with caffeine and quiet. Until the early morning solitude is broken by cries for mommy, or daddy,…