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I will not lose my song. At 65 I can’t remember where I left my keys, but I can remember every word of a Broadway showtune. Since I was little, I loved to sing. I believe singing is a God gift. God gave me a little body and a big mouth - What can I … Continue reading I Will Not Lose My Song
This is my second post in my series on Coping with Tough Times. I’m not a dancer, but I love to dance. Most of my movements are deemed goofy by my kids. As a matter of fact, for about 20 years, while they were home, I relegated dancing to the basement. But now... I’m alone. … Continue reading When in Doubt…Dance
I can’t say the word: “whimsical” without smiling. There’s something about the word. Whimsy is like a joyful secret no one knows but you. ✅ When times are tough, it doesn’t hurt to be a bit whimsical. ✅ Celebrate the silliness of the senses. ✅ Notice the music of the mundane. ✅ … Continue reading Whimsical
Slowing down a minute to drop this note. In the future I’ll be sharing more about how this Type A “cracked pot” became shattered, but...for today... I want to let you know how I have the power to become new...even at the old age of 65! First...a question: ✅ Is there something missing in your … Continue reading Shattered Pot…Made New
I’ve always been a performer, but not a cheerleader. I was a short little nerdy girl in high school so I gravitated to the stage...not the cheer squad. . I guess I’m a cheerleader at heart, however. Years ago, when I created my one-woman show, “Confessions of a Type A Lady,” I incorporated a … Continue reading Cheering You On
“Of course we’re canceling rehearsals on Valentine’s Day.” He shouted this out flippantly. All the couples in the room laughed a ‘why of course’ laugh and went about their busyness . I stood in my self-made circle, swallowing hard. Quick, drink some water. Pain washed through me with the water. I smiled and nodded … Continue reading It’s gonna be OK
I love the lights in our village park. They represent many gifts of light. The flags shimmer in the light. I’m grateful for our country. The veteran’s statue reflects the light. Thank you, veterans. These lights remind me of all the Village caretakers who light our way Thanks, buddies. A nativity scene shimmers in the … Continue reading Shine Bright!
I sat in the sun today. There. I admit it. I walked the path in the windy, sunlit afternoon. Down the path, over the curve, the sun dazzled me. It kissed my cheeks and warmed my neck. That’s why I just sat right down… and stayed there. There was a convenient bed of … Continue reading Most Thankful
Two things come in waves: ✅ Grief ✅ Healing I often walk the waves. Maybe it’s because of the grief. Life literally pulled the rug out from under my feet. I’ve lost my dream and it will not be coming back. Grief is inevitable. So...I walk. The cold stinging wash wakes me up. The motion … Continue reading Grief and Healing Come in Waves
Even the hard times are not wasted. I’m learning about farming. As I noted in my last article, corn becomes useful when leaves are dried out and heads are bowed. We can be useful when our heads are bowed, too. Today I survey more fall fields. Harvesters still rumble . Fields of husks, stubble and … Continue reading The Remains
Confessions of a Type A Woman 