Thinking

Thinking today about times I flung myself into untested water And somehow missed the rocks about days I sleepwalked through And nights I was alive down to every pore wondering how they led me here And the wondering brings me peace And the wandering brought me home.

Porch Stories: Changing My Attitude

Porch Stories: Changing My Attitude

Changing My Attitude

After a night of tangled bedclothes and half dreams, I got up and went to sit with my niece Sherri while her husband was having surgery. I visited with my mom and my friend Stephanie. Mom is in a nursing home after suffering a stroke. It makes me about equal parts happy and sad to see her.
So, I get home, put on my jammies and I'm settling in with my book when, here come my children, grandson, nephew and his wife! I put on my beer drinking clothes and adjusted my attitude!

Never miss a party! I can sleep when I'm dead!
                              Holding eyes open with clothespins,
                                                Marti

How on Earth Did This Happen?

Tom and I have never been known for adding up pros and cons.
Calm deliberation is not our thing.
We are more the "take a running jump" kind of folks.
This time last year, we each had a job we hated and a nice little cottage in a "good" section of town.
Now we live in a battered trailer in a tiny community with our Tom's brother and sister in law, our nieces and nephews and their kids.
I am just now realizing what happened!
Oh yeah, we retired.
Half the money and twice the fun!
I'm so glad I didn't think this through, I never woulda done it and look at all I would have missed!

I have a life cant' wait for you I'm not through yet more rockin than rocking chair and I want it all I f you wanna come jump in and hang on with the wind in your hair cause it's a rough ride and you can bet I'll still be here for last call.

For a long while I have felt that transferring schools was the worst mistake of my life. I have been so emotionally brutalized that I developed psoriasis, anxiety attacks and acid reflux. I was truly not aware such cruelty existed. Looking back I dont' know why I didn't hear warning bells!

But I am stronger now because of it. I am able to pray for good for the one who has hurt me so. It is still a daily struggle. I know that I'm a good teacher who has something to give and I'm needed.

I get up at 5 and spend the time girding myself to face the day and mostly I'm able to hold down the fear and stay positive.

Bring it on!

I'm ready!

Jumping off the Rainbow

I feel like I've turned a corner.

like I've discovered a new world

and like I've come home...

feeling surer

feeling stronger

Feeling loved and loving...