I was trying to create a piece about my brother. It’s in draft form and not finished. There’s too much to say, and I wanted to write a poem. I’ve spent two days trying to put memories in words. Some so painful that I had to set my notebook down and walk away; distracting my…
I’ve been busy all week and there’s lots to do in my house. But, guess where I am?? The birds are chirping, there’s not a cloud in the sky, the sun is directly overhead, I can see tufts of green grass, there’s an abundance of buds on the trees, my tulips are sprouting, the neighbors…
There is nothing like them. They are always there for each other. They never stay mad at each other. They laugh so hard they can’t contain themselves. They band together to tackle projects or problems. They have a blast no matter what they do or where they are. They love each other. Always. They are…
I wake up. Sweating. Heart pounding. A visualization in my head that was impossible to shake. A scenario that sickens me. What if it really would happen? Could it happen right this very moment? I had to get up, get up and sit in the safety of my trusty recliner. I looked out the window…
It’s only day three. My friend, Barb is the caretaker. She has been waiting on her husband hand and foot. He is the patient; a horrible, terrible, patient. But we have to cut him some slack because his brain in not 100% back to normal. Day one. Barb and I took her husband home from the hospital after having brain surgery.…
I remember…………… His warm, piercing blue eyes His advice about guys Watching the Cubs; he was such a fan Admiring his Fedora; such a sign of a man Listening to the Polish language he spoke Eyeing his fat cigar and smelling the smoke Shaving his face when he was unable Playing checkers on the brown,…
Shoes – They are one of the first things I notice on a person. I’m very choosy when I shop for them. I wonder what others think when I wear them. Do they provide an insight into one’s personality? I think so. Can shoes tell us is someone is an introvert, extrovert, liberal, conservative, emotionally…
It’s a fascination for kids. When you put two kids and scissors together, it’s trouble. I don’t remember the mishap, but I do remember what I looked like afterwards. According to my mother, I asked Dave, my neighbor to give me a haircut. I was in first grade, and he was in third. I should…
I just want to sleep. Sleep in. Just once. But no, I can’t. It starts with a little whine. Ignore… Then the whine gets a bit louder. Ignore… It turns into a muffles bark. Ignore… The decibals increase. Ignore… The frequency intensifies. I can’t take it anymore!! I get up. I’m unsteady. I’m half asleep.…
A man, born on February 12th, honest as Abe A community server, a positive force, work ethic strong A pleaser, a pal, popular in town A chuckler, a comic, humored by his own puns A listener, an advisor, judging no one My Dad
When I compose, I do like one to ponder, but not so deep that thoughts are all a wander. When I write, I do like one to feel, but not to the point where emotions are surreal. When I blog, I do like to be funny, and make readers laugh even if I’m punny.
I was thinking about technology and wondering, should everyone be expected to use a computer and navigate the World Wide Web?? I’m not sure, but I am going over to a friend’s tonight to help her go online and pay her bills. Her husband is in the hospital after brain surgery, and she had no…
It was innocent. I didn’t mean to do it. It was unexpected. All I was doing was vacuuming. A bird is a messy creature. He was losing feathers. I was vacuuming them up. I got too close to the bird, or the bird got to close to the vacuum hose. It happened in an instant.…
I stopped making a to-do-list this school year, and I don’t know why. I’ve made one for what it seems like forever, so it doesn’t make sense. Things aren’t getting done, and I’m forgetting to take care of stuff. Like I could of reminded myself to post a blog before midnight, which I actually did,…
First of all I am not trying to diminish St. Patrick’s Day, but you see, I’m Polish. So the saying that everyone is Irish today does not apply to me. I remember that St. Patty’s Day was not a big deal in my home, but we did acknowledge St. Joseph’s Day, March 19th. We would…
