Remembering Well A Love Lost

Apr 14, 2013 by

“Take from me all that You please for all I have You have graciously given.  Strength and health my gifts and wealth all  Yours to spend for as long as I’m living.” Nicole Walters, Yours to Spend The evening was nothing but pleasant.  It was only seldom that Ryan got to extract himself from the rigors of college football to come home and share a meal, talk, and just be.  As usual, when he twisted the door open, our dog Jack was the first to meet him, wagging so hard he could hardly keep his balance on his four legs.   Over dinner, we talked about how practices were going, what was going on with his team mates and about his high school sweetheart Tara, or That Girl as we call her.  He regaled us...

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Remembering Well A Love Lost

Apr 14, 2013 by

Remembering Well A Love Lost

“Take from me all that You please for all I have You have graciously given.  Strength and health my gifts and wealth all  Yours to spend for as long as I’m living.” Nicole Walters, Yours to Spend The evening was nothing but pleasant.  It was only seldom that Ryan got to extract himself from the rigors of college football to come home and share a meal, talk, and just be.  As usual, when he twisted the door open, our dog Jack was the first to meet him, wagging so hard he could hardly keep his balance on his four legs.   Over dinner, we talked about how practices were going, what was going on with his team mates and about his high school sweetheart Tara, or That Girl as we call her.  He regaled us...

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Just Do It

Apr 2, 2013 by

Just Do It

Today is writing group at work. I, amazingly, have nothing to say. Further, after sitting here staring off into space for an idea that floats just beyond my vision, sifting through pictures of family and friends smiling back up at me from my iPhone while I look for missing inspiration, and perusing a variety of writing blogs searching for writing prompts that will prompt me to write a moment of literary greatness, I now have very little time left to write the nothing I have to write about. Sigh. So it is with writing sometimes. There are days that ideas flow freely and my only obligation is to become the empty vessel to gather them into and then pour them out of. Then, there are days like today when I my mind is a...

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Worth the Risk

Mar 5, 2013 by

Worth the Risk

I went snorkeling yesterday. Even though I was afraid, I went any way. I’m glad I did. The world just beneath the surface is a fascinating, beautiful one, full of color, life, and mystery. Snorkeling frightens me just a bit. So does horseback riding. It’s a strange relationship that I have with these two activities that I love to do, but am scared as I do them. They make me feel so out of control, so surrendered to the wildness of life, nature, animals.  Perhaps that’s the appeal. Yesterday, I saw clown fish, an eel, angelfish, some black and white polka dotty thing, a kole (I think), a bright yellow fish, a couple of fish who swam together and who, I swear, glowed orange just a little, and a deep, vast, murky sea, the...

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