A Song Not Scored For Breathing

The last time I talked to my mom on the phone our conversation lasted 13 minutes and 46 seconds. She told me she felt ' like crap.'...

As my feet hit the floor this morning I thought, "I'm always going to hate August." My dad's birthday is coming up in a f...

"We must bear patiently not being good....and not being thought good." ~ St. Francis of Assisi  I can bear patiently not being ...

My father in law passed away just over a week ago. I told Dearest One I couldn't let myself think about this new reality as I haven...

Today is three months since my dad passed away. Just typing that made me tear up. It's funny how when people ask how old he was and I s...

A few weeks ago I was sitting in the chair at my hairdresser's when I noticed an elderly lady, with this lovely head of snow white hair...

Up early this morning and to the swimming pool. Doing so was an act of the will. My body really wanted some extra sleep but I know how fick...

My father-in-law has a milestone birthday today. Milestone enough that he most likely doesn't know who I am anymore despite our worlds ...

I've thought a lot lately about coming back to blogging. Moving away from social media. I miss writing. This past year I have done next...

This is a a fitting picture for today. It reads like a soap opera to tell the tale but the short story is that we let an old friend an...

I know there are a few people who still come and check to see if I have written anything new. I am still here. Which is in itself, a gift. ...

Several weeks ago I walked into a tattoo shop, hardcore rapper music playing loudly in the background, and had a brief conversation with...

I had to put my blog to private because my anonymity was breached. Enough time has passed that I felt I could change the settings back. I h...

Against my better judgement today I made homemade french fries. I've been sick with the flu and haven't been able to eat a full mea...

That spot on my face was pre cancerous. I'm grateful it was so easy to fix. And I'm glad I went with my gut and asked for it to be ...

Dearest One has spent the better part of all his free time these last two months at the bedside of a friend with terminal cancer. Yesterday...

"I don't think the way you think." ~ Isaiah 55:8a (The Message) Can I please have some peace about this? ~ October 20th I...

Could the reader that sent me this encaustic please email me? In a flurry of emptying my inbox of emails I inadvertently deleted the one...

So much going on. I keep thinking I need to send this person or that an email and fill them in but seem to have no energy to actually do it...

Thirty three years ago today Dearest One asked me to marry him. We'd been together for a week, meeting face to face, after having start...