Today’s thought is a reflection on a familiar and loved image and saying. This tiny little kitty looks at her reflection and sees a mighty tiger. When I was a little girl, I was a shy timid little thing scared of people, hiding behind my mom’s skirts. I didn’t play much. My favorite pastime was…
Category: Grief
21 days of remembrance
As we begun May, I thought I would do 21 days of remembrance for mom because somehow, somehow, someway, I, we, our family is making it to five years since mom moved from this realm to the next one. Such pretty words, aren’t they? Moved from this realm to the next, passed on, transitioned on…
Dates etched in ink
Sometimes dates are etched in ink in your mind. This is a short story..uhm short story or essay? Well rambling more like . So brief ramblings of one such date. Recently my car was totaled. Well, on January 28th. It was quite upsetting, truth be told. And it has pre occupied my mind In any…
Three wishes
They come in threes don’t they? Those proverbial wishes from the proverbial genie in a bottle. Okay I know I just repeated the word proverbial in the same sentence 3 words apart. And compounded the blunder by doing it yet again. This is the proverbial train wreck of paragraphs. OMG, I did it again! Jeez,…
The nightmare that wasn’t
Awakening found me this morning in one those rarest of dreams. A nightmarish dream that I wanted to remain in. As with many dreams, it was all over the map. It was the spiders that turned the dream into a nightmare. Ugh, creepy crawlies!! I hate them. And I know what you are thinking. What…
Oh oh,might I be a wasp killer, A pollinator killer??
Lying on my bed yesterday, I saw this huge wasp flying in my room. How it got in initially stumped me but obviously I had to act immediately! So without missing a beat, I leaped out the bed like I was somehow twenty something years old again. And out the bedroom door, I went, frantically…
The Dead Tree
Funny the things you’ll notice all of a sudden sometimes. Things you’d swear were never there. But they were, had been. Perhaps for a long time even. Like this dead tree I chanced upon today Despite coming here 2-3 times a week walking right by it, maybe just a mere 200 or 300 feet away…
Using humor while grieving
All through summer, fall and winter, my timeline has had memories of me being at home, going home, returning from home again and again. Almost everyday has had a memory related to home. It has been heart warming to see these memories (even though the memories are tinged with varying hues of melancholy). They remind…
Authensible Musings: Piercing the mundane of everyday life 