Here we are again, heading into a brand-new year with a list of resolutions. Throughout my seasoned age, let’s just say I’ve made my fair share of New Year Resolutions over the years. Sadly, with little or nothing to show for my well-intentioned desires.
Yep—you’ve managed to put away your card tables, folding chairs, and autumn linens, and you’ve polished off the last of the Thanksgiving leftovers. Just as you are about to relax from your recent fall gathering, your neighbors begin hanging lights from their rooftops and the familiar ring of Christmas carols on the radio ushers in
Was it all worth it? The perpetual question traveled through Samuel Montgomery’s mind while he shuffled into The Crow’s Nest with an unsteady gait. It was a question interrupting his mundane routine by day and delivering haunting nightmares by night. A sharp, spicy aroma of garlic wafted through the air, boasting the pub’s signature gourmet
Do you ever feel like you’re living in a sitcom? I certainly do, and much more often than I care to admit. Recently, it was the day before my granddaughter’s very first birthday. (I know, SO exciting, right?) My daughter’s plate was full finalizing details of the party activities, yummy treats, homemade party favors, and
“Oh, what if we hadn’t come to Florida for a family visit!” My brother-in-law’s voice bellowed above the rest of our chattering clan, leaving us speechless and a bit stunned. Our family clan had gathered at my brother’s house for a reunion and my sister’s young infant was napping on my brother’s bed. Naturally, when
In the quiet of the night I heard the distant, steady hissing from somewhere in the walls of my house. By morning, after confirming the outdoor water hose was off, my hubby determined the eerie whistling wasn’t coming from the walls but rather, under the floor. We had a leak.
The hideous creature skittered back and forth in rapid fashion across the lens of the camera. As the ferocious critter extended its hairy legs to gather and spin, I was convinced this was a gargantuan Wolf Spider, determined to find an entrance from the back corner of our block house into our master bedroom. My
“Keep your eyes on what’s in front of you, not on what’s behind you!”, I’d scream. Ahhhhh, famous last words spoken with firm guidance from the archives of driver education mantras. I well remember uttering this phrase (repeatedly) to my kids as they began learning how to operate a motor vehicle. Of course, we all
We don’t often think of ourselves as “needy and greedy, though sometimes we’re more similar to that of a beggar than we’d like to admit. During this season of Thanksgiving, perhaps instead of focusing on everything we want in life, we should instead appreciate everything we already have.
Inability to concentrate. Obsessive thoughts. Focusing inward. Negative outlook. Aches, pain. Fatigue. Avalanches of tears. False smiles. Sadness, self-blame, guilt, irritability . . . numb. Star figure skater, Gracie Gold, describes it this way: “The feeling was like you’re drowning and everybody else can breathe; it’s like moving through peanut butter. It’s like I was
