“You. You are light…I am, oddly now, dark..”
My twelve year old soul, delighted in the thought of an evenings swim, pizza and snowstorms.. My fifty-five year old shoulders still ached six days later. I had forgotten the sensations of swimming…
1/21/2021 Thursday. For how many of you, is buying a calendar an annual event? Yes, I actively enter my activities,… Read more A Woman’s Diary of Sorts.
December 25, 2020 May your days be filled with peace, merriment and lots of love! Merry Christmas! Love…with a kiss,… Read more Merry Christmas!
September 8, 2020. To contribute to International Literacy Day.. Love and a kiss just because, stephanie
August 25, 2018 Handsome. Oh, that G~d had granted me a son. Solid. He stood before me with a silent… Read more Abundantly Perfect, Like Bird Berries…
And there we were, at three in the morning, dancing in the storm…running down the lane between pines, poplars and maples.
I looked at him, stunned.
November 24, 2017 “I know why it happened,” Es said as she raised her head slightly as if the smell… Read more The Leavening of Gratitude. (132 Shades of Truth).