Watching my husband and his brother struggle the 2015-sized refrigerator through the 1902-sized doors, I hear this song: “Works for everything that’s handed to her, never once complained.” Maybe the song is about us. Except at the moment it’s just … Continued
Pears so ripe I eat them in the bathtub. Shoulders ready for a nice, long back rub. In my race against the clock I’m bested, except today– earlier than expected.
Seven is the number of completion. One week left: completely incomplete. But when I am through I will be finished because I just have strength for one small week.
I don’t own my thoughts. They all are just rented. Some day I’ll invent something that hasn’t been invented.
The sun went away, and so did the warmth and the smell of spring in the air. But what I miss most is seeing my neighbors out on the sidewalks we share.
They always asked, “Is he growing?” and “Is he sleeping well?” until he evidently was. And then no one ever asked, “Are you, by chance, giving your baby steroids and sleeping pills just so we’ll stop asking?” No, no one … Continued
Is there a small place of bliss between busy and bored? Or do they overlap? Find your purpose to push them apart. Maybe that is your purpose.
Wake up now, or keep on sleeping all through the night. Eat enough. Don’t ruin supper. So much we must get right.
After this, I’ll either have more to do or something big to cross off my list. I’m going to an interview. I think I’m ready for this.