The phone had seen better days. But not many. The person who saw it on her morning walk didn’t know that though. At first, she figured it was an old phone that a lazy person just tossed out the car window instead of disposing of properly. “The laziness,” she muttered.
Continue readingNot much you can do
when the storm rolls in.
If you try to fight it
you’ll spread yourself thin.
Continue readingI suppose if we break it down, motivation is our fuel. It’s what moves us and keeps us going. But it is also individualistic. It’s not like going to a gas station to fill up a car. There isn’t a limited selection of pumps to choose from. On the contrary, there seems to be limitless options for each of us. So, how do we find the fuel that works for us? Here are a few suggestions.
Continue readingThere are people out there
who know it needs to end
there is no place hate belongs in.
Continue readingI recently rewatched Doc Hollywood (1991). Not to brag but I have seen this movie a lot. I can’t give you an exact number but I can say I know it fairly well. It’s in that sweet zone of familiarity but not overly familiar that I can’t watch it again. Obviously, I am not the same person I was when I first saw it 32 years ago. Life experience has given me new lens to see with. So now, watching these characters who are now younger than me muddle through their meet-cute I have to ask the one question that haunts me from any old movie, “Would these characters still be together today?”
Continue readingA not can’t be taught
unless the why is inside.
A should is only good
if a known reason is the guide.
Continue readingIt’s not easy to change a notion. A long held belief that feels true but suddenly isn’t. That’s what happened to the taboo topic of suicide. It was once considered bad form to mention but recent studies have shown that it is actually unhealthy and dangerous to leave it out of conversations. There needs to be the right kind of chatter about it.
Continue readingI am a-knowin
I am an odd un
since I was a growin
never belongin
I never quite fit in.
Continue readingThere are a couple of trees up the street from where I live. Every spring they blossom with white flowers. In the fall, the leaves turn red. The colors of the seasons are eye-catching but what really gets me is the spring scent. The only fair comparison is it has to be what heaven smells like.
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