Tag: memories

  • Panacea

    Monday on vacation, brisk and sunny, coffee for me to wake up and enjoy my day. A day made more pleasant with the arrival of old friends.  We whiled away the morning as though time had never passed, made plans to get together soon, each of us stunned to realize seven years and more had…

  • Everyday holiday 

    My first full day off work, No calls, No paperwork. I can’t remember the last time that happened,  and feel vaguely confused that it did today. I walked to the corner Starbucks and accidentally got the full sugar peppermint mocha, along with gingerbread, egg and cheese sandwiches and cranberry bliss bars.  A seventy dollar smorgasbord and…

  • Little big things 

    Another Saturday spent on the road and working. Learning to be better, to understand more,  to improve, always. And when I returned to the house we are staying at, I was greeted with excitement.  I planned a fun afternoon of park then bath and hot chocolate. All the things small children love in one day. …

  • Lack of sleep and learning 

    There doesn’t seem to be a set amount of coffee that will work for a bad nights sleep, unfortunately.Trying to get three wired kids to bed in a new environment is a challenge,  but when you’re already sleep deprived it’s even more irritating. Finally by 11 pm they stopped making noise, which was nice. But…

  • Nano and go!

    November 1st is a day like any other day, unless you happen to be a writer.  Aspiring or acclaimed, writers around the world join together in a common goal- to crush the inner editor, and just write. Forget about the commas and the spelling, forget that your idea has holes big enough to drive a…

  • October 31st

    Halloween has always been my favorite holiday.  While not as full of family and love as most of the other ones I enjoy throughout the year, it is hands down the most fun. What other time of the year can people dress as they aren’t?  Go and take candy from strangers? Roam the streets in…

  • Gratitude 

    Today’s word is gratitude. It’s funny, because I think about this concept often.  I’d like to say I think about being grateful everyday, but I’m far from a saint.  Some days I feel bitter and evil inside, and wish people would just go away and leave me alone. In fact, I still sometimes feel like…

  • Friday night movies

    I watch as the big orange sky fades to dull grey, listening to the sounds of my children playing in their room. Constant negotiations, laughter and tears, a dog in the middle of all the action, searching for stray popcorn. Tonight was to be our “family movie night with popcorn treat.”  But apparently, they had more…

  • My island 

    Do you remember? The moment you first realized  you were an island, apart from the continent of your birth? Seperate  and independent,  sailing along on your own. Slowly, identity formed  Self determination grew, with all the attendant storms  and gales. I watch as my little one splits off, becoming his own creature, manifesting his will,…

  • Dawn’s light 

    Beautiful skies, a trademark of a prairie morn. Amazing how looking east  feels like home and stability, and looking west  smells like adventure. Rockies vs ranges, future and past. I dream of climbing to the top. But my feet stay  on the firm prairie soil. The fear of height is in my blood, grounded and…