I suspect that I am not alone, getting lost in memories at this time of the year. Here are some of my fondest of Christmases gone past. My mom loved Christmas, we’d clean and cook and spend the day with family and friends, stomping snow off their boots and settling…
As I read about who is getting the opportunity to take the Vaccine, I see politicians who scoffed at the Pandemic, first in line ~ much like the story of The Little Red Hen. The Little Red COVID Hen: "Who will help me wear a mask?" “Not I,” said the…
I was raised to open the door for someone if his or her hands were full. I have walked through life, believing that we all were “raised” alike, but thanks to the countries division along the lines of science and politics, I realize that I was wrong. This holiday season is…
Basura Cat thinks that it’s kind of mean, That cats are not getting the Covid Vaccine. She wants to get back to life like it was before, When we had lots of friends walk through the door. I tried to explain that she was never at risk, But she just…
As Basura Cat sleeps upon my lap, as the drummer two doors down performs his nightly garage concert, as I read the news of today. I hope that you are doing okay. In the darkness of your thoughts, I hope that you are able to see light. In the midst…
Having a roof over and a pillow under my head, fills me with gratitude everyday, taking nothing for granted in this day and age of COVID~19. It will be a difficult Thanksgiving for many of us, those respecting the safety procedures of social distancing, small gatherings, no hugging, the list…
For those of you that know me, writing is my form of expression, be it in song, or prose. I feel deeply in my heart, the sense of upcoming holidays, the loneliness, those affected by COVID 19 in so many ways, emotionally, spiritually, physically. I spoke with Basura and Sofia,…
In the storm be the calm Let us not raise our voices in alarm Don’t give in, start again Let us not be enemies, but be instead friends It’s not them, verses us Stop making such a fuss Don’t give up your inner power Minute by minute, hour by hour…
My Mama raised me better than to be friends with anyone who makes fun of the handicapped. My Mama raised me better than to be friends with someone who commits adultery. My Mama raised me better than to be friends with anyone who refuses to help others. My Mama raised…
The trip was long, many a stumble made, As memories of home, started to fade. Entry to the kingdom came at a price, Some of the trade-offs were not so nice. Who has dared to knock on the door? A pauper, a peasant who wanted more. Daring to dream, daring…