Where is that mystical place we call Somewhere Over the Rainbow? When we are young, Over the Rainbow sounds like the place where the pot of gold can be found, the … Continue reading Somewhere over the Rainbow
You’re not supposed to ask, “Am I pretty?”or say, “I’m really hot!”Don’t take the last piece of chicken on the plate OR the last brownie. Don’t gawk at people in … Continue reading You Complete Me
Somewhere Over the Rainbow by Josh Groban is one of my favorite songs. I listened to it today and a thought process began. When we are young we think of Over … Continue reading What is at the end of your Rainbow?
DEDICATION OF THE BLOG YOU ARE ABOUT TO READ, THE IMPOSSIBLE DREAM If you are a regular reader of this blog you probably realize that this particular one on the … Continue reading We are living the Impossible Dream
Dancing in and out of my thoughts almost like tiny flickering elusive little fireflies that lite on the edge of clearly coming into focus in my mind’s eye are memories … Continue reading Nothing but a wisp of fog…
…then a song came on that sent my mind into a little bit of a tailspin of remembrance. “Softly and tenderly Jesus is calling, calling for you and for me…” … Continue reading I just want to go home…
When I was very young I became an avid reader. My imagination was so vivid that when I read about the young Shoshoni Indian girl Sacagawea, of the Lemhi Shoshone … Continue reading What are your Goals?
There’s an old, country song that says, “but I really don’t want to know”. We know the song is a lover talking about their significant other and wondering how many … Continue reading Ignorance is (not) bliss!
My day started with the loud sound of the fire alarm going off and waking all the sleeping residents here! I had put some oil on to heat so that … Continue reading It’s Alarming!
Pictures on the fridge, clutter on the counter, paraphernalia from the WWE and a video game sitting on the table close to me along side a bottle of ketchup, in … Continue reading What does it take?
When we are young we think of things that we “hope” will happen when we get older. In my mother’s generation, young ladies had “hope” chests where things like fancy nightgowns, … Continue reading What is the difference between Hope and Joy?
As I mentioned yesterday, I realized that December had found us and that the end of this year is crashing in on us like a runaway locomotive! I can identify … Continue reading Faster than a speeding bullet!