Summer’s promise…

Summer’s promise…

The dust is settling. The drama has subsided. After this latest storm, my life is regaining familiar contours. Yesterday, I scheduled a hair appointment and I went grocery shopping on my own. I’m still home, determined to give my body and soul space to recover. But I will return to work next week and begin to pick up the pieces. Continue reading “Summer’s promise…”

My to do list…

My to do list…

I love a good list. My new color-coded “Bullet Journal” has become my best friend. I’m organizing my life, because well, it makes me feel less chaotic. You know, I’m running in several different directions at the same time and I am learning a couple of new systems. I need a way to make sure I don’t drop those lovely spinning plates. Continue reading “My to do list…”

A solid place to stand…

A solid place to stand…

Some days it’s hard to find a solid place to stand. Winds of change and trouble blow through my life, shifting and moving even the most reliable of shelters. Relationships grow, change, wither, break. We grow and diminish and hopefully grow again in the esteem of our children. Close friends become acquaintances. Sometimes, families fracture. The landscape of my life is constantly under construction. New things erupt, old structures collapse, and I must navigate this changing landscape. Continue reading “A solid place to stand…”

How are you? Really….

How are you? Really….

I can run through days upon days exchanging small talk, without really making a connection. How are you? I’m good, and you? Every once in a while, someone I don’t expect stops and really considers the question. Maybe they aren’t working out their answer as much as weighing heart of the asker. Do I really want to know? Do I care? Continue reading “How are you? Really….”

Family dinner…

Family dinner…

On Wednesday night, they gathered. Not all at once, but gradually over a couple of hours. The kids, with their lives and their jobs, and their own concerns came home for dinner. Our three, now show up as six. This is new. Introductions were made and lots of questions. How did you meet? Where are you from? Chips in the salsa and guacamole, no double dipping. Only one was a true guest, first time home. The rest were on their best behavior. Continue reading “Family dinner…”