When is enough truly enough, when it comes to agreeing to help others? Douglas sometimes calls me Rose, because he says that I metaphorically wear rose-colored glasses in my belief that there is good in every person and, subsequently, in my constant tendency to rescue others. I will admit that I have a difficult time... Continue Reading →
When we strike up a friendship in our teens, we don't know that it has the potential to last the rest of our lives. At present, my oldest friend and I have been friends for 52 years. She approached me one day and started a conversation. I was so surprised, because no one wanted to... Continue Reading →
In response to the Daily Addictions prompt today, I decided to innovate our blog by writing a poem to encourage and inspire readers today. We will still write prose, of course. Â But, I so enjoy the poetry blogs, and most of the blogs I follow are poetry-based and so well done. But, I want to... Continue Reading →
I used to walk fast! I didn't learn to amble, so friends would not go walking with me, for they could not keep up. As the smallest child in the group of siblings and cousins who had to walk everywhere, I realized at a young age that if I were to avoid getting snatched by some... Continue Reading →
One of the ways that human beings are wonderfully and marvelous made is our ability to produce memories that extend the moments that we have spent with loved one who died. While after nearly 12 years I still cannot stand at my son's grave for more than five minutes without dissolving into a puddle, I... Continue Reading →
My mother was one of the most superstitious people you would ever meet. She was constantly reminding us not to let a black cat walk across our paths, as though we could stop them. Who was going to risk getting their arms shredded to pieces trying to make a cat do anything contrary to their... Continue Reading →
I have always been fascinated by whites and tanning. Being blessed with naturally brown skin, and the discrimination that accompanies it, I always have marveled that anyone would want brown skin. So, as we laid on the beach in Portugal, I kept an eye on the people nearby tanning for hours in the pursuit of... Continue Reading →
The plan was to move to Portugal and live cheaply on our pensions and Social Security. Â Living in a country with cheaper rents and expenses meant that our monies would go further and last longer, allowing us to travel all over the world. But, after six weeks in Portugal, I knew that living in a... Continue Reading →
Douglas and I are in Savannah celebrating our wedding anniversary. It is a beautiful city, one that reminds me so much of European cities in the styles of the houses, and in the layout of streets. People also walk a lot here, and there is a public transportation system geared toward making it where visitors... Continue Reading →
Insomnia is a thief, for it robs us of needed rest for our bodies and our minds. And it seems insomnia is the first to jump on the bandwagon when trials come, making it impossible to find peace and have hope. As a teenager, I spent many a night alone as my mother worked the midnight... Continue Reading →
Help from Heaven 