The best way to start the day (after prayer or meditation) is to sing along with some of your favorite songs or to just sing! Good for your spirits and your physical body too! (Singing in the shower at top volume clears up your lungs and sinuses!) So, my charge to you today is SING! … Continue reading Sing! Sing! Sing!
I awoke all vim and vigor, the day would be full of fun! I'd run away to the mountains, and devil may care I'd be; heck the way I was feeling, I could drive from sea to sea! Alas, a few hours in, before I even started, my vim began to dim, and my vigor … Continue reading Happier Day Ever After
I want the whole world to know I am now a Grandmama!! Milo was born yesterday afternoon, 1/24/15, at 4:04 in the afternoon in Aurora, IL. He weighed 7 pounds and 13 ounces and was 20 inches long. Mama, Papa, and baby are all doing well, although little Milo did put his mother through a … Continue reading MILO
My daughter-in-law is in the last days of her pregnancy. As we all wait with excited anticipation for the birth of her and my eldest son's first baby, I have been drawn back in time to remembering those last days of my pregnancy with my son. As any woman who has been in those last … Continue reading Come on Baby! Let’s Get Started!
The leafless trees across the way, are stark abstracts against the dawn of day. The little squirrel who slumbers in a crook amidst the limbs, awakes exactly when the sun ray's fingers gently fall upon him. He stretches and he runs a bit, back and forth along the limb. Who knew that squirrels were joggers … Continue reading Sunday Sunrise
I slept, I read, I vacuumed the house. Now this gal feels as weak as a mouse! My limbs are all shaking. My face is quite pale. It's a little like after, running a mountain side trail. I was always quite strong, though not very big. I could work round the clock, I could dance, … Continue reading Fibromyalgia Jiggity Jig
It has been 14 years today since Mother passed away and I still miss her. Actually, the longer time goes on and the older I get, the more I understand her better and miss her. I wish I could apologize for some of the things I thought and said to her. She was older than … Continue reading Missing Mother