My Adoptive Mom, son, and niece Happy Mother’s Day to all the Mom’s out there! I hope you got a good breakfast and maybe some flowers out of it. From the time I was little until the last Mother’s Day my Mom was in her house, it was a tradition to buy her plants and…
I took Tuesday off from work simply to take advantage of a day of sunshine, that’s how sun deprived I’ve been feeling. It was well worth it. I spent more time than I probably should have trying to catch up reading other people’s blogs that I’d fallen behind with during my poetry blitz. I also…
Meredith: “After a trauma, your body is at its most vulnerable. Response time is critical. So you’re suddenly surrounded by people—doctors, nurses, specialists, technicians—surgery is a team sport. Everyone pushing for the finish line. Putting you back together again. But surgery is a trauma in and of itself, and once it’s over, the real healing…
A solid rain storm started last evening and ran through much of today. So what else can a girl do but go to the Horse Expo and look at all the bling. There was more bling than practical stuff. I found a Troxel helmet I’ve been looking for, to replace my old horse-chewed up helmet,…
April is just about over. Only one more poem to go after this one. Although it’s been quite the challenge, I’ve had fun so I think I’ll still throw poems into my posts, maybe once a week. The month of May I’m declaring as Focus on Healthy Habits month. Yee Haw! Doesn’t that sound fun!…
The following poem is a real mish-mash. I couldn’t decide whether to rhyme or not rhyme and the rhythm is illusive. I’m sure I’ve broken every rule in the poetry rule book by now. I should have just skipped the “door” poem, but it’s been snaking through my brain tissue and had to come out,…
