Tag: age

Every Morning

Morning person or night owl? I’ve always been an early riser – love to greet the day (these days earlier than necessary but that’s an age thing and a whole other subject, not going there). In that stillness of pre-dawn, I pad around while… Continue Reading “Every Morning”

Coasting

There were stretches on our back roads adventure that were smooth sailing. Easy roads without elevation changes or blind curves. Other than watching the speed limit, we could coast along enjoying the scenery. Thankfully we have times in our lives like that as well.… Continue Reading “Coasting”

From here to…

For a while, a little two-year-old in my life was enamored with Buzz – you know Buzz Lightyear. Though he was still learning to talk, ‘To infinity and beyond’ rang throughout the house, in the car, wherever. When you’re two or thirty-two or anything… Continue Reading “From here to…”

Trust Me?

In our everyday there are a lot of reasons we don’t trust. So many scams, so much hate, so little honesty, so little love. Who, what can we trust? Sadly, sometimes the ability to trust others is lost at a young age. Sometimes, maybe… Continue Reading “Trust Me?”

I Remember

Ever fill out one of those surveys that asks: do you feel the amount of information available via the internet is too much, just enough, not enough? ‘Too much’ is the answer every time. Our brains have great capacity, but seriously, a myriad of… Continue Reading “I Remember”

No more pits

Everything has a disclaimer and warning these days. The raisin container says, ‘may contain stems’; the olive jar says, ‘occasional pits’; entertainment has ratings, websites warn of ‘cookies’. Life seemingly doesn’t come with disclaimers or warnings. Nothing comes with a newborn telling parents this… Continue Reading “No more pits”

Open Hands

My hands are starting to reveal my age. I can still picture my mother’s hands and I adore my daughter’s hands, beautiful. Their hands and mine have changed countless diapers, cooked countless meals, and wiped up countless spills. They are hands that have cuddled… Continue Reading “Open Hands”

Together

After a week away from me, my four year old grandson hugged my legs tightly, a week was too long. My closest friend lives across the country, our times together are few, we beg for time to slow down when we get together. Looking… Continue Reading “Together”

It’s Time

Time perspective depends on age. At this point in my life, time is a precious commodity and seems to hurry by, days into weeks into months. Speedy little hands and feet see it as ‘what’s next’ – Gwammy, is it time to go to… Continue Reading “It’s Time”

Declare

It’s November. When the ‘shelter in place’ thing first happened, I thought it would be a very long year. Instead it has passed like most of life – like a vapor. Along with all the Covid stuff has been much more than we could… Continue Reading “Declare”

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