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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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Guardians
Tonight I watched Guardians of the Galaxy- volume 2. Well, tonight I finished it at least. We usually start a movie one night and have to finish it over the course of a few nights since having kids. Either we’re too tired, or it’s past our self- imposed 9 pm bedtime and we know we’ll…
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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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Heros
What does it take To pay homage to your hero? How can you show them what they’ve done for you? Shaping the way you think and experience the world, A hero can be anyone at all I’ve had so many in my life, I can’t even name them all. I grew up surrounded by giants …
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Heros
What does it take To pay homage to your hero? How can you show them what they’ve done for you? Shaping the way you think and experience the world, A hero can be anyone at all I’ve had so many in my life, I can’t even name them all. I grew up surrounded by giants …
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Fight Night
I wonder what kind of drive it takes to want to be the best of the best. I like to make a decent showing, But I haven’t ever felt the need to be number one, as long as I’m not the last in line. Watching the fight tonight brought back the question, What kind of…
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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 silent heart
He was so alone, the man who did it all, quiet and self-effacing while others shone. He watched from the sidelines while others basked in the spotlight, content to know he put them there. Brilliant, caring and kind, he was a million people, behind the scenes he toiled with no expectation or desire for acknowledgement.…
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Sunday night blues
It’s a strange feeling that has taken over me as I sit and look out my window. I watch in a trance as the neighbour over the fence mows their lawn. I’m not at all interested, but my eyes have welded to the spot while I contemplate this strange sensation. It’s almost like I’m a…
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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…