I woke this morning to the distant sound of growling thunder. Like a watch dog separated by a door from a stranger on the other side, letting them know danger is waiting for them. I love the quiet rainy day mornings like this. Like the world has been washed brand new. The patio plants are busy sucking up nature’s own…
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Charlie and I have had our morning patio stroll. I may have to move the plants out of the center of the patio because the purple sweet potato vine seems to be getting really stressed in the afternoon. If I do that I’ll probably have to come up with a different place to put the green padded chairs that are…
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Not Perfect by Elizabeth LaBan Genres: Fiction Book Summary: Tabitha Brewer wakes up one morning to find her husband gone. She has no way to support herself and their two children in the upscale Philadelphia lifestyle to which they are accustomed. She can’t tell her friends what has happened because her husband left her a mysterious warning: “I’ll tell them…
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“Grief doesn’t have a plot. It isn’t smooth. There is no beginning and middle and end.” – Ann Hood One month ago today I lost my sweet little Abi. I still cry every day. I feel like pain is coming at me in waves, one after another. Like I’m standing in the ocean, my feet planted deep in the sand,…
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I guess one way to look at it is that our brains was the original computer. We don’t have Google to bring up memories in our brain. But we can sometimes summon them up by merely thinking about something. Sometimes my brain whirs like a machine, chugging along so fast I can hardly keep up with it. Other times it’s…
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