Thought Salad

Tag: memories

  • Rocky Mountain Dreaming

    Rocky Mountain Dreaming

    It was a Saturday without complication. The crisp pine scented air filled my lungs with hope, and the bright sun lit up the mountains with glory. While I had work to do, my spirits felt lighter than they have for awhile, even through the phones calls and classes that took my morning and afternoon. I…

  • Long weekend blues

    Long weekend blues

    The first long weekend of the summer season is finally here. I’m feeling the weight of responsibility like a lodestone around my neck. Too many goodbyes this week, too many sorrowful surprises. My well is dry and needs a chance to be replenished, but alas, it’s not yet my chance. I’m on call until next…

  • After the ball

    After the ball

    After the party’s over, When the balloons have sprung a leak The cake has been eaten, And the ice cream is gone. How do you continue When the fun is all spent? Each day stretches onward Without a pedigree or bent The day after Christmas The night after New Year’s Eve When the excitement is…

  • My next 40 years

    My next 40 years

    Well, here I am. Arriving at an age I couldn’t have imagined twenty years ago. Forty was so old then, dried up and established. I always thought I’d be an adult by now, but instead, I feel the same age, just more sore. Where’s the wisdom I expected to have achieved? Sure, I’ve got a…

  • Mother’s Day

    Mother’s Day

    The morning you wake up and know you’ll never be alone, The last time you see your toes And wonder what you’ve gotten yourself into And then they cry and coo Sleep on your chest Smile and say I love you They learn and grow make you laugh and cry Mother’s Day is not just…

  • Surprise!

    Surprise!

    What a day! Took the kids for haircuts and they looked so sharp after. Watched as they ran around and played at the park, then fed and watered them, as by then it was time for lunch. We had a lovely soup and sandwiches, then my mother and I went for a drive. We stopped…

  • Goals for forty

    Goals for forty

    I’m back to the time of year where I start to make lists of my goals. Many people do this at New Years, and I do sometimes as well. But this time of year, when I’ve completed another revolution around the sun, makes me take stock of where I am and where I’d like to…

  • The tree

    The tree

    Time passes Rapid as the sea Rushing toward An old weathered tree When I look at its branches They don’t look like much Gnarled and twisted They lack a soft touch But while they may be rough And challenged by life I envy their simplicity As sharp as a knife Standing against the elements Proud…

  • Moments

    Moments

    Today, I’m in my happy bubble. A lovely breakfast out with my little man and an old friend from my twenties, conversation and reminiscing, with a side of little boy snuggles. He helped me shop for groceries, putting shiny and colourful object after object into the cart, which I carefully removed when he wasn’t watching.…

  • May the 4th

    May the 4th

    May the fourth be with you. I said it a few times today, always with a wink or a smile. Some people didn’t get it, while most people my era or younger did. It made me consider the seasons of life for some strange reason. Like the tide rolling out and back in, Star Wars…