Sometimes life is painful.
Sometimes life hurts.
Sometimes there is a pit in my stomach the size of texas.
Sometimes even music does not soothe.
S.o.r.r.o.w.
Stay away.
7.31.2011
7.26.2011
Dear Mom
The table is set:
with your dinnerware
your silverware
your goblets
your candlestick holders; maybe even your candles.
Everything looks so beautiful.
But, I feel such a sense of sadness, because I never asked you:
about the dinnerware: it is so unique - where did it come from, how did you get it?
about the silverware: was it something you bought on one of your many foreign adventures?
about the goblets: they are so beautiful – where did they come from, how did you get them?
Oh, my dear dear mother – I had my chance, and so many opportunities.
I'll eat this meal with friends tonight, but I will be thinking of you. And, I'll be remembering ALL the many, many wonderful feasts we ate at your beautiful and bounteous table.
My food won't be as tasty; as plentiful; as copious; as flavorful, as nourishing, as colorful and beautiful; nothing quite ever is.
Thank you dear, Mom, for the gift of beauty! I love you.
7.25.2011
7.23.2011
The Prayer
We recognize we have so many blessings;
wonderful family
good, kind friends
a beautiful home
vehicles that work
mobility
eyesight
hearing
health
income – small, but adequate and reliable
In spite of challenges in our lives, our hearts continually overflow with gratitude.
wonderful family
good, kind friends
a beautiful home
vehicles that work
mobility
eyesight
hearing
health
income – small, but adequate and reliable
In spite of challenges in our lives, our hearts continually overflow with gratitude.
7.21.2011
What's for Breakfast
7.15.2011
When a Friend Dies
She was acerbic, biting, often cruel, always honest.
She had alienated herself from her entire family of five children.
Her husband had left her many years before I met her.
She had little tolerance for shortcomings or mediocrity in others.
In fact, she often had little tolerance for others at all.
And, yet, surpisingly, we got along famously.
She always made me laugh.
She always astounded me with her amazing memory of people, places, history, poetry, names, events, her life.
She lived on a very limited income, yet to her few choice friends, she was very very generous.
Her home was always immaculate...her fridge often nearly empty, reflecting her financial situation.
She adored chocolate, Barbara Cartland novels, and bumbleberry pie from Deseret Book Store in Idaho.
I have missed her over the years.
And, now I will miss her even more....
Margarita Ybarris Slade Emery - I know where you are and what you are doing; you are leading one amazing choir up in Heaven. You are ordering around the angels and demanding they eat their vegetables. And, you are making - the ones who understand you - have a good hearty laugh.
I will miss you, dear dear friend.
She had alienated herself from her entire family of five children.
Her husband had left her many years before I met her.
She had little tolerance for shortcomings or mediocrity in others.
In fact, she often had little tolerance for others at all.
And, yet, surpisingly, we got along famously.
She always made me laugh.
She always astounded me with her amazing memory of people, places, history, poetry, names, events, her life.
She lived on a very limited income, yet to her few choice friends, she was very very generous.
Her home was always immaculate...her fridge often nearly empty, reflecting her financial situation.
She adored chocolate, Barbara Cartland novels, and bumbleberry pie from Deseret Book Store in Idaho.
I have missed her over the years.
And, now I will miss her even more....
Margarita Ybarris Slade Emery - I know where you are and what you are doing; you are leading one amazing choir up in Heaven. You are ordering around the angels and demanding they eat their vegetables. And, you are making - the ones who understand you - have a good hearty laugh.
I will miss you, dear dear friend.
To Keep or Throw Away...
that is the eternal question...
Oh, it is so HARD to part with "things."
But, who will want to sift through all the stuff?
Not anyone I know.
Who will want any of the stuff?
Not anyone I know.
Who will be upset that we kept all this stuff?
Everyone I know.
But, it's still hard to throw it out.
I'll try again another day.
Oh, it is so HARD to part with "things."
But, who will want to sift through all the stuff?
Not anyone I know.
Who will want any of the stuff?
Not anyone I know.
Who will be upset that we kept all this stuff?
Everyone I know.
But, it's still hard to throw it out.
I'll try again another day.
7.12.2011
Frustration Is.....
Should We or Shouldn't We...
get a new used car?
ours works fine; has lots of miles, is adequate and the insurance rates are reasonable.
get a new camper/trailer?
would we use it enough to justify the high cost?
get a new pickup?
ours works great, but is a gasaholic. do we need a new one, though?
get a new lens for Allen's new camera?
would he use it enough to justify the high price tag of a zoom lens? It's a fun hobby for him.
buy a BOX of SEE'S dark chocolate?
ABSOLUTELY!
ours works fine; has lots of miles, is adequate and the insurance rates are reasonable.
get a new camper/trailer?
would we use it enough to justify the high cost?
get a new pickup?
ours works great, but is a gasaholic. do we need a new one, though?
get a new lens for Allen's new camera?
would he use it enough to justify the high price tag of a zoom lens? It's a fun hobby for him.
buy a BOX of SEE'S dark chocolate?
ABSOLUTELY!
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