That’s Life
While taking Java for a walk, I saw an elderly woman standing at her trailer with her horse. I was wondering if there was a problem, but with Java in tow, I didn’t know how I could help her.
While taking Java for a walk, I saw an elderly woman standing at her trailer with her horse. I was wondering if there was a problem, but with Java in tow, I didn’t know how I could help her.
“It’s a good thing to have all the props pulled out from under us occasionally. It gives us some sense of what is rock under our feet, and what is sand. It stops us from taking anything for granted. ” — Madeleine L’Engle, “The Summer of the Great-grandmother” One Friday night, probably eleven years ago,…
It’s been a few days since I posted. Not that I haven’t written tons and tons, but thank God I have demonstrated some degree of self control and not publicized my sad, grieving, horrifying thoughts. A word of advice, when you lose your love, do not read poetry like this: The Summer We Almost Split…
I am over on Vision and Verb today, spouting my warped version of poetry. And as an added bonus here, I thought I’d share the music video I ran across at Terri Windling’s blog the Drawing Board. Very cool artistic work on the video…
It’s my birth father’s birthday today. He died over two years ago. I decided to try and make today’s poem about him, even though it’s been two years since he died and I’ve already written several poems and posts about him, including: Happy Father’s Day Dad’s Birthday Poem First Birthday Without A Cowboy Poem Horse…
I was reading Copper Pony’s Cowgirl’s blog and a song by LeAnn Rimes happened to be playing called “What I Cannot Change”. It brought tears to my eyes. Not looking for that reaction from you, but I think it’s a beautiful song. I hope you enjoy it. If you liked the song, I’d suggest also…
I found this video on YouTube. It’s been one of my favorite songs for many years, even though it makes me sad. Maybe I’ve always known in my heart that H wouldn’t stay with me forever. Maybe our worlds were just too far apart for me to hang on.
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That is so great you were able to help that woman. It always feels so good. Alot of people would have just kept on driving, and she could have been there for awhile!
I think it’s a gift we’re wired that way– that helping others helps us too. I’m glad t hear you sounding so up. Keep looking for the good stuff. 🙂
Mary, I wanted to thank you for the comment you left on my blog yesterday, and all the other ones, too. I don’t know why I’ve never made it over here before. Look at everything I’ve been missing! I’ll be back.
It’s great to hear you sound so positive Mary. I promise it gets better.
Good to sit and blog with you any time!!!
Glad that you could help that woman with her horse using your expertise!
I agree about not waiting for crises to be over to have fun. If we did wait, I think that we’d never have fun!
It’s very true that it’s best not to wait to enjoy what you can in life. It seems like there’s always something. I went back and read some of my journals over the last 10 years… what I discovered was that even though this is certainly a hard time in my life, I’m coping much better than I used to. I’ve gotten stronger in the midst of the pain and the uncertainity. Reaching out to others is always a great perspective shifter too. Life is too short to not enjoy the fresh air and a great cup of coffee. 🙂
You are really cookin’. Helping someone can make you feel great.
Linda of 7msn – thanks for stopping by. I enjoy your blog so much! Makes me want to live in New Mexico.
Linda of CA – Thanks for the comment. I avoid looking back at those old journals. Who was that person? So glad I’m not her anymore! I’m sure one of these days we’ll meet in person through my sis. Maybe we can jam!
Everyone else – Helping others, along with seeing things with new eyes, eyes that see all the great people (this means you) and experiences that surround me, is a true blessing.