“When you’re alone and life is making you lonely, You can always go…Downtown” – Downtown by Petula Clark
They were small in stature but lived a big life. For my uncle and aunt, size did not matter! Both stood five-feet or less yet they enjoyed life to the fullest!
I had the honor and privilege of attending one of the more memorable services in my lifetime. What a blessing to live with your best friend, forever lover, mother of your children, and the most beautiful woman you have ever laid eyes on.
This was the love story of two people who overcame many obstacles and chose to see life as a joyous occasion no matter the circumstances.
So what is with the old pop song Downtown?
Here is my tribute to my aunt and uncle…. Continue reading “Downtown….”
Someone was texting me. Casually I lifted the phone from my pocket to glance at the incoming text.
“I’m here. Where are you?”
Replying discreetly – “At the Red Panda.”
Slipped the phone back into my pocket before she sees me. We walked a little bit further when my phone buzzed again. I wandered away to read the message – “Where are you now?”
Replied – “Prairie Dog. Will return to the Red Panda.”
We walked back to the first exhibit. Stalling, I took a few more pictures.
She should be here any minute now – I whispered to myself.
Continue reading “Surprise Rendezvous… (edited)”
The windows and walls reverberated from the sound of thunder from our quiet cul-de-sac. Less than two seconds earlier, the flash of lightning warned me that a storm was coming.
Aside from the cold air seeping into the house (no matter how hard I tried to block all entry points), the ferocity of the weather pattern caught many people off-guard.
Then a strange sound caught my attention!
Continue reading “A Lesson From The Storm”
I was a guest at a party last weekend. There were plenty of people I did not know but we were all there to celebrate a mutual friend’s retirement as an educator. The food was plentiful, the drinks were flowing, and laughter filled the air. It was a fun celebration and I was happy to be a part of it all.
When I filled my plate with food, I looked for a place to sit down. So many smiling faces and you could tell that this long-time educator was loved by many people.
There was a seat on the couch with a TV tray waiting for my presence. I did not want to steamroll others so I patiently stood still for a few seconds in case someone else saw the same opportunity.
Will you look at the time?! Five seconds were up! No takers!
I walked across the room and carefully placed my plate on the tray. Before I sat down, I introduced myself to a couple who were already seated next to this same area. They were pleasant and the conversation flowed effortlessly. We were interrupted only one time when another friend stopped by to say hello to them.
When they returned to our own little conversation, she mentioned that they knew of two couples in their social circle who were undergoing cancer battles.
Then it hit me.
Continue reading “The Caregiver’s Gift”
As another year winds down, it is a time of reflection on what transpired during the past twelve months. Did our New Years Resolutions get the best of us again? Did we accomplish our BHAG’s (big hairy audacious goals)? How many new friends did we encounter along the way? What new births did we say hello to? How many have we said goodbye to?
It saddens my heart when people tell me that “not much happened to me this year.” How are these people living? Do they really ignore all the little things that happen on a regular basis? We all have our stories to tell each and every year.
This was the reason I chose to use this picture to represent our lives. Hope you will find your own journey in this post.
Continue reading “Goodbye 2017!!!”
Ah, it is that time of year again!
The Christmas decorations are unpacked from their cardboard tombs in attics, garage spaces, and storage units. The annual ritual of carefully unrolling the bundled outdoor lights accompanied by hours of troubleshooting the dead bulbs can only be soothed with happy holiday music playing in the background (or a few shots of your favorite beverages).
Every year, we swear that we will pack up the lights and decorations carefully so that NEXT year, we will not have to deal with these holiday headaches. However, eleven months later, we always mumble those words – “Why did I pack away these lights and decorations in this lousy way???”
But alas, after the long hours of labor and love, we stand back to admire the hard work of decorating the outside of our homes (I have visions of Chevy Chase plugging and unplugging his electrical cords).
The nightfall revives these illuminated decorations and the child in us comes alive!
The next morning, lawn ornaments fall and the facade returns to normal (except for the wreaths or other non-electrical ornaments). There is a lesson I see in the day time of the holiday season….
Continue reading “Crouching Decorations, Hidden Power”
The overturned laundry basket blocked the path on the upstairs hallway. The smell of adrenaline and sweat permeated the staircase. The window blinds were closed to create the effect of nightfall. The overworked automatic dishwasher screamed for a merciful break from the evil taskmaster. The half-empty bowls and platters revealed evidence of a once beautiful meal.
Ah, Thanksgiving at the Gee’s house once again!
Continue reading “Thanksgiving War”