Thought Salad

Tag: postaday

  • The birthday party

    The day before my middle child’s birthday was a busy one.  All of the preparations that go into normal life milestones unfolded in quick succession. First, we waved our goodbyes to friends who’d been staying with us, envious of their week venture into the Rockies in Bob, the RV.   A trip that we most likely…

  • Recreate 

    Sometimes you have to start fresh, explore what you want from the world. Get away, and see the world through new eyes, as though each thing you encounter is unknown. When things get stale and  your groove  becomes a rut  which becomes a hole,  It’s time to start climbing until you can see daylight again.…

  • Truth is relative 

    Full of anticipation I went into battle today, before being struck by a thought that hit me after a quick browse on social media Truth is relative. I’m reading item after item where people are passionately defending their point of view,  convinced it is the only true way to view the world. Others pick up…

  • Warmth on a cold day

    Thursday. What to write on such a normal day? It’s a thorny problem that sometimes plagues me on the journey to write daily.  What to do when the inspiration doesn’t move me?  When I can’t think of anything new or exciting? Go back to the beginning. It was a good day. I finished proof reading…

  • Early morning musings

    I’ve been waking up around 4am for the last week. A combination of a busy mind and butterflies in my heart, I think.  So much happening in the world around me, I just feel overwhelmed at times, and I think my subconscious needs a break from all the processing and restocking of shelves that happens…

  • Frayed edges

    Today ran smoothly, except for those moments when it didn’t. Small stressors, large outbursts from tiny tots, full of the will to disobey.  Parental moods plummeting with each small tantrum and act of violence toward their sibling.  The first full nosebleed related to a head butt, appearing slightly dented but hopefully with only cartilaginous damage.…

  • In sympathy 

    Sympathy. The word of the day smacked me over the head with its timing. We use the word so often it’s almost lost any meaning. In deepest sympathy. The words on every card to express what words can never fully capture. But the word itself connotes much more than I realized.  In trying to figure…

  • 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…

  • Prevailing

    One small mountain, One endless road. A never ending job, A slightly too heavy load. One upwards climb, One foot in front of the other. Showing up on time, Showing the strength of a mother.  If you have the will to overcome, If you have the fortitude,  You still may not succeed, but You have…

  • 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…