Things that help you get up in the morning
Regina Brett of Cleveland, Ohio, once wrote a column for The Plain Dealer called “The 45 Lessons Life Taught me”.
It’s pretty insightful and certainly has helped me put a few things in perspective. It’s not a 50 – 50 list. It’s a list of observations that can help make life a little easier to enjoy.
The original list was 45 lessons, but she’s added 5 more for good measure. Continue reading
It occurred to me the other day that right now, in my life, I have no one who makes me feel special.
Family, husband, junior, friends – no one says to me, “Sharole, you are special. You have unique talents and gifts and what you do with them is very special. You should go forth and use them more often.” Continue reading
“I don’t want to die and fade away and be forgotten,” cried my little man. “Now it’s too late and I’ll never do anything great.” All I could do was hug him.
I know that feeling. Continue reading
Today I took my heavy overcoat off and walked to the bus. The Japanese plum tree on the boulevard was in full bloom. The only time of the year it looks nice. Spring had arrived. Continue reading
I’ve walked past his house many times over the years. It’s on the way to a store I frequent. In the spring and summer, his front yard is full of flowers. It’s in stark contrast to all the carefully manicured lawns around him.
All these years I’ve enjoyed the garden during every season yet I’ve never seen the person or people who inhabit this house. Until today. Today, I met Norman.
I was standing in front of his house, admiring the field of poppy plants springing up amongst the hyacinths and daffodils. “Spring is on the way!” he said. “And isn’t it grand!” I replied. Continue reading
It isn’t often that it snows on the damp coast but when it does, I absolutely love it.
Okay, logistics of driving and dealing with buffoons without snow tires aside, snow turns the dark grey of winter into something far more bearable. Continue reading
So here I sit on a grey, dull December day, half way through my fiftieth year.
And I’m feeling as grey as the weather.
I’ve done absolutely nothing for a month. Nothing in the fitness department, nothing off the 50 / 50 list, nothing on either of my web pages. Nothing except feeling depressed and playing computer games. The only thing I’ve gained is weight. Continue reading
Oh, put me in, Coach – I’m ready to play today;
Put me in, Coach – I’m ready to play today;
Look at me, I can be Centerfield.
John Fogerty
Today I am one quarter of the way through my 50th year. It’s technically my 50.25 birthday.
