Thought Salad

Tag: time

  • The last

    One lonely leaf Drifts down, Gently settling On the ground  Slowly it fades  Into its peers, Orange turning brown Until it disappears  Once bright green It’s life is past,  come full circle Death arrives at last

  • Sail away

    It’s a tired day today. Nothing wrong, no giant stressors, but tired,  weary in my bones. I’ve caught myself dreaming of a real vacation today in a way that I haven’t for awhile. It feels like the last time I was free was forever ago,  and I’m not sure how to get there anymore.  How do…

  • 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.…

  • 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…

  • 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…

  • Anticipation 

    Once again I’m in the storm before the calm, waiting for things to move onwards.  I’m stuck in the middle where I anticipate big things. I’m at the end of editing for my first book baby, eager to polish it until it shines and send it out into the world to sink or swim.  I’m…

  • July 31st

    The last day of July is here. I would say finally, but the truth is, I feel like it was May a minute ago.  It also feels like this happens more and more often now that I have children, and I’m not sure why. Could it be the fact sleep deprivation makes you forgetful? That…

  • A half day of work

    Today was my short day of work. I’d planned to finish work at noon, get a very long overdue haircut, and then pack for our trip to Manitoba. This would have worked out well, except for the fact sometimes, people need a little bit more. And so, as I always do, I filled my afternoon back…