I recently finished listening to the MP3 recording of Patricia B McConnell’s book “For the Love of a Dog”. I may not have her words exactly right as I was typing from a recording and having a hard time keeping up, but in the final chapter, Ms McConnell was describing playing ball with her dog…
my Willow girl I’m wondering what kinds of traditions people have for the holidays? Especially anyone who doesn’t have their family nearby. Fortunately, most of the people who read this blog don’t appear to be in that situation. My family has traditions like measuring noses to see whose nose is the biggest. It’s not mine!…
Hmmm… I’ve listed my losses, now what about gains? The word “gains” itself doesn’t seem quite right. How can divorce bring about anything that could be considered a gain? A list of “Things That Don’t Suck” might be more appropriate, but I’m having trouble with that too. Reaching deep for this one. I can write…
I was going through some of my old papers, tossing out things I don’t need or will never have time to read. While doing this, I ran across something I wrote for New Years 2008. It was how I wanted my life to be and is written as though it’s already happened, since that’s supposed…
“I saw H and his girlfriend at the barbecue.” “You’re married to H aren’t you? We came here from the C plant together.” “Didn’t I meet you at H’s class reunion several years ago? Sorry to hear you’re divorced.” (Gosh, I’m sorry to hear that too because we’re actually not divorced yet, although he already…
“Security is mostly a superstition. It does not exist in nature, nor do the children of men as a whole experience it. Avoiding danger is no safer in the long run than outright exposure. Life is either a daring adventure or nothing.” — Helen Keller I started to get down in the dumps again today…
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This is beautiful Maery, I love Emylou…and you’re back!
Beautiful song which touched my heart. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Have a wonderful week!!! :o)
I’m too weepy to listen, so I’ll take your word for it.
Maery Rose, I am a cowgirl & have loved this peace of music by Emmylou. I raised this special Arabian who had been the horse I’d always wanted. We remained companions for 22 yrs, & altho’ I wished for many more, my boy was stricken w/illness and passed 11/09. My heart took months to recover & I will always miss him. All God’s creatures return to Him, so I pray someday he & I will meet again. Today I’m OK & T’ remains forever in my heart. Just thought I’d share.