I have grown children, and that’s the closest I’ll ever come to discussing my age. But having grown children is the reason the act of dumpster diving should be a distant memory for me, and it was. My neighbors across the road are moving. Their house sold in a day, undervalued in my mind. For … Continue reading Pride and Dumpster-Diving
~~ A bleak cold winter’s gray weighted sky, No crunch of leaves reduced underfoot, Imagining the whats, wheres, and whys, Brilliance muted, sodden, élan dies, Contemplating the variant route. ~~ I detest this season; is that wrong? In six months I’ll search then to compare: Cerulean sky, June days prolonged, Two yellow birds in a … Continue reading The Next Road Taken
Be careful what you wish for. It’s no secret that the holiday season intensifies anxiety and depression for people prone to either. Both are felt profoundly in a normal year but add the forced isolation of a pandemic, and resultant financial difficulties, the number of people suffering increases. Everyone I know is depressed, in varying … Continue reading A Long Cold Lonely Winter
I admit I have a problem with anxiety. A bonus side effect of my anxiety is that when it reaches the red zone (mine goes up to eleven,) I break out in hives. It has only happened on a few extended occasions. The first time I experienced it was when I was finalizing plans for … Continue reading Today is November 1, 2020- How You Doin?
I know everything is not about me, but this is my blog, so it kind of is. With everything happening to me as of late: hurricanes, fires, pandemics, earthquakes, sharknados, I have but one regret. I’m disappointed in myself because I’ve been writing so sporadically. My excuse is that I struggle with anxiety; lately, it's … Continue reading XLVII Days