So what if I did say something?

I didn’t pay much attention to any of it, but simply kept on carrying on.  The thought of “blogging” came back to me a few months later, when I was visiting one of my children through the Christmas holidays.  We were talking about our experiences dealing with the loss in our life and then I heard myself saying out loud to her,...more

Blogher '11, My Perspective. ( Post 1 of 786,777 ) hahaha Feature: Swag!

Yesterday I spent a good part of the day uploading images for blog posts.  I was so excited to share my experiences at BlogHer11 that I totally forgot to straighten, crop, you know, the things a photographer is supposed to do before uploading only the best of the event.  When I realized what I'd done, I quickly went to http://www.flickr.com/photos/wishingforpar/ (my flickr) ... (add figuring out how to add a link to my list of things to learn here at BlogHer) and started deleting crooked and blurry pictures.  ...more
@Virginia DeBolt thanks so much, that did the trick! hugs!!more

How Endings Become Beginnings

It starts with a death.  Amazing how the passing of someone that you love dearly takes a part of your being and empties it as quickly as popping a helium-filled balloon.  And you are left with a space within yourself,..a very big space..and you start to fill it..so very quickly with your thoughts, feelings and  emotions, may they be good or bad.   Throughout the next few months I trudged forward, holding on to my memories, clutching onto the remnants of my heart to figure out how to put myself back together correctly.  But I have a belief within my c...more

Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee

With not so much as a glance at my husband, Marc, or my cat, Alex, I rushed into the house and made a mad dash for the freezer to grab some ice cubes.  “I’ll call you back,” Marc quickly said into the phone. “Something is wrong.”“I got stung by a bee on my way home,” I tell Marc as he flew into the kitchen.“Aren’t you allergic?” He asked.“Yes,” I say as I show him my arm which already swelled up to double its size and had a golf ball sized welt on it. As soon as I swallowed an antihistamine, he questioned what happened....more

Little things, they say so much

The doorbell rang, and I quickly ran downstairs to answer it.  As I expected, it was the sushi we ordered for dinner.  The delivery girl handed me the food and the bill.  As I was signing the credit card receipt, she crocked her head to the side, and pointed.  “Decoration?” she asked. I followed her gaze....more
@victorias_view or one of those months :) it does really help!more

A SPARROW ON THE GROUND...

"Sparrow On The Ground" Photo by SWJensen I've talked before about having Fibromyalgia and the pain it produces....more

Greetings

Alex, the cat, needed to have a full exam prior to us bringing him to the surgeon to treat his tail.  Our vet, who works out of his house, was very concerned about putting Alex under anesthesia because of his age.  He wanted to make sure, through a blood test, that his kidneys were strong enough to allow a full recovery. ...more
LOL! I can hardly listen to him on a good day... @feelingbeachiemore

Most of us don't need a psychiatric therapist as much as a friend to be silly with. - Robert Brault

I had lunch with an old friend yesterday. It was just 30 minutes at ChickFilA but I was so nervous. I am ashamed to say that I even almost cancelled. I kept thinking things like: Should I have worn less make up? She hasn't seen me in a while, I don't want to look trampy. What should I talk about? I need to think of things to ask so I don't run my mouth about myself the whole time. Should I get the chicken sandwich or a salad? I don't want to act obsessed about my weight even though I am. Stupid, stupid, stupid, right?...more

The Eyes Tell The Stories

The eyes stare at me from the photograph, beckoning me to explore.  I turn it over, determined to learn more.  If I'm lucky, I find a name or date to lead me to the story.  If I'm really lucky, I get more-a narrative, a nugget of information, a description of the subject's outfit.  Regardless, I file the image and search for more clues....more

Somedays maybe you should just stay in bed

Seriously, it has been a rough couple of weeks. Between work, construction at the house, Alex, our cat’s tail amputation, and a revolving door of house guests, I don’t know if I am coming or going anymore. I am beyond the point of exhausted. But, as we all know, life doesn’t stop if you are tired, and there is no rest for the wicked.  ...more

and he sure had to use all the self control he could muster not to.... It couldn't have been ...more

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