The night, it comes, right on time every single day. Before I know it, I've lost the light, needed to find my way. Now to rest, my racing mind, until tomorrow comes. Life will start all over again, with the first glimpse of the sun.
Flirting is funny. You think of it from when you were younger. It felt good to flirt, and left you wanting to do it again. As I get older, I look at younger people flirting, and reminisce of the times when I myself would be flirting with someone, or find someone to be flirting with … Continue reading An Affair To Remember
As of late, I'm quick to snap. It seems no patience is in me. I need to breathe, and take a step back, to control what seems to exhaust me. I'd like to just be listened to, to have all of my thoughts be heard. The same common courtesy I give to everyone in return. … Continue reading Snapped
Have you ever given any thought to what the best day of your life has been? I mean truly stop and think hard about what was the best day you have ever had. Is it easy? Is it hard to do? Today, my youngest daughter was telling me how she felt bad for me being … Continue reading Best Day
There's so much I wish I could say, so much more I wish I could do. Time's passing on, and I am afraid, of how much my heart aches for you.
Today is my birthday, and I am now 36 years old. Wow.....time has flown. Seems like just yesterday I was turning 30, turning 21, turning 16...... This is my first birthday in 10 years that I am not with any of my family. Usually I am in Deadwood with my dad and brother, surrounded by … Continue reading 36 is Starting Off Great
Last night, right at dark, the kids and I heard our chickens making an awful sound. My son and youngest daughter ran out to the coop, only to come in the house with tears in their eyes. "Mom! There's feathers all over the place!" My heart sank. I already knew nothing good was going to … Continue reading Rest In Peace Little Chicken….Sorry We Let You Down
In response to The Daily Post's writing prompt: "There’s No Place Like Home." I moved a bit when I was young. My parents divorced when I was 5, and my dad moved out and got a new place to live. Our house, that used to be our home, didn't feel the same after he left. There … Continue reading Homeward Bound
Storms rage through, they last so long. Counting the time, until they're gone. The calm, the peace, the certainty, Is all too far away from me. Spinning are thoughts inside of my head, the weight of all that's left unsaid, lies heavy on my spirit, and I'll still try to weather the storm, and look at … Continue reading Storms