With #1 son post op and still not feeling the best and the grand-boys out of town with the other side of the family and #2 son working and not able to make dinner and morale kind of low because of the absence of my sister this year.....
This Thanksgiving day is just another day...
And so my daughter, her hubby and the girls (my angels) joined Gary and I for dinner at Rocky Gap Casino.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
We thought we'd venture out tonight to possibly 'Black Thursday' shop. Gary for the shopping. Me for the entertainment. Upon seeing the lines we changed our minds. Back home to watch a movie for us!
There are a lot of people hurting right now. Friends & Family, going through tough times. It's pretty quiet here. A lot has changed and we are re-grouping and changing it up a bit.
Happy Thanksgiving! Blessings to all!
Dear Diary, I have absolutely nothing at all to be thankful for. No turkey here. No house full o…
how I abhor you
but not totally, you know
you are a beauty to behold
soft breezes scattering those pieces of me that could not withstand your bitter revenge
as you try to make a show of your power
your ability to kill and clear away all that once was
my laughter can no longer be heard
the pull of peace puts distance between I and my warmth
how can I forgive you
that you have murdered me
the days darker now
cold harsh bitterness to follow
I abhor you fall
my death is on you
but I will resurrect
and you will go away
and my friend spring shall usher in my glorious days once again
bringing smiles and sun and joy
and then you can rest
forever if you like
Evvvvvvry body gather round. The side show is about to begin. Graccccccie has become home for some fleas and Ms. Annoying (my new name for HER), using Dawn dishwashing liquid (ahhhhh choo!!) (and q tips and tweezers) has decided to make THIS …
I am grateful to have the holidays behind me without incident. For the past three years holidays have coincided with family loss. Close family loss. I'll be honest. My faith had dimmed and I was trying not to care too much or get too comfortable with life while going through the 'happy' holiday motions.
I baked. I wrapped. I decorated. I lit candles. And it was all good.
But all the while, a burn in the pit of my stomach, the same burn that stayed with me that day last year on the 29th of December when my sister and I met up for our last sisterly chat and she breathed her last breath of life, right there as I was in mid sentence. How dare her! But. Her mansion awaited. It was her time.
Oh, back to the burn...
I want to blame it on a combination of cookies, lack of sleep and stressssss but deep inside I knew that I was preparing myself for something awful.
But nothing awful happened. And the burn is gone.
And so... I'm embarrassed for my lack of fa…