A simple photograph made me aware of the changes in our society. An older gentleman sitting on a small bench, the people walking around him, didn’t seem to notice him at all. Continue reading
“She had blue skin,
And so did he.
He kept it hid
And so did she.
They searched for blue
Their whole life through,
Then passed right by-
And never knew.”
Last night did not bring the dramatic shift I hoped for, but the Democrats took back the house and now they will provide the new house speaker. Nancy Pelosi (78) has said she will run for speaker again, but after 16 years at the top, I think it’s time for some changes. Continue reading
I cried when I read that!
It’s hard to watch TV these days, negative campaign adds left and right! How much nicer it would be if the candidates would just tell us what they stand for. “Hello…introduce yourself! I am your audience and a potential voter. Give up the smear campaigns, it gets you nowhere -at least not in my house.” Continue reading
“Death: “THERE ARE BETTER THINGS IN THE WORLD THAN ALCOHOL, ALBERT.”
Albert: “Oh, yes, sir. But alcohol sort of compensates for not getting them.”
Born in poverty, raised with hunger, we listened and learned.
God only helps the ones who help themselves they said, and it made sense to us.
We knew what we had to do, we packed our things and left. Continue reading
In a few years, the little girl will ask Alexa to help her with her homework and while I don’t comprehend (anymore) I find the idea very appealing. Where was Alexa when I grew up? Continue reading
I fearfully opened the news today. I didn’t want to, but how can I not read up on it? How can I stay informed, without walking through the slumps of headlines? Continue reading
One more commercial of a politician of either side, pointing finger at their opponent, listing what the other side did wrong, instead of telling me what they actually stand for themselves- and I will scream like a little girl. Continue reading
Last night I made an audience laugh with just a few words. I couldn’t help it, the speaker had asked for it -I just obeyed.
Sarcasm. How it is feared and how it is loved. It can be a dangerous weapon and in the wrong hands it can bring destruction but used with care, it can bring laughter. Continue reading
There should be nothing here I don’t remember . . .
The Gulf Motel with mermaid lampposts
and ship’s wheel in the lobby should still be
rising out of the sand like a cake decoration.
My brother and I should still be pretending
we don’t know our parents, embarrassing us
as they roll the luggage cart past the front desk
loaded with our scruffy suitcases, two-dozen
loaves of Cuban bread, brown bags bulging
with enough mangos to last the entire week, Continue reading
Headline today. “Trump and his administration are after the transgender rights.” The gender will be declared at birth and cannot be changed. A nightmare for every transgender person. Back into the closet, they will go. Stripped of their rights, they will march on but will have no protection. Continue reading
Thousands and thousands of people are on the streets in London, demanding a second vote on Brexit -the exit of the European Union. In the last vote, they got it wrong too. Continue reading
I know how Paradise has to look like, I have pictured it in my mind a thousand times when I was a little girl. Continue reading
When a white woman with black ancestors will insist on being white, we will tell her otherwise. We will not allow her to call herself Caucasian. One drop of negro blood makes you African American, don’t you dare and lie to us. You are not white, you are black. Don’t you ever forget! The color of your skin doesn’t matter. We know better! Continue reading
The other day at dusk, a little fly found it’s way into our home. It flew right by me when I let the dogs out. I noticed it but didn’t pay too much attention.
The next day, I opened the microwave to warm up some leftovers for lunch and sure enough, the little fly took its chance and flew right into it. Continue reading
I mentioned all the issues I had run into, explained to her how I had fixed it. She looked at the finished old piece, and I could see how much she liked it.
“By the way, the chair was built March 1966,” I said and she looked at me with admiration.
“That’s amazing, how do you know,” she wanted to know. Continue reading
Like every year, our little tree is getting ready for winter. The leaves just started to wilt and soon they will fall to the ground. What will be left will be a bare tree, waiting for the wintertime. Continue reading
On a railroad car in your America,
I made the acquaintance of a man
who sang a life-song with these lyrics:
“Do whatever you can/ to avoid
becoming a roofing man.” Continue reading
To see ordinary people and celebrities using their voice to cope with our troubled times, gives me so much hope for the future. I feel I belong, I feel I am one of them -even so, my voice is more of a whisper in the blogging world. Continue reading
Much has happened this summer, and I was desperate for some distraction, needed to see natures beauty away from my everyday routine. I didn’t feel like mingling much, wanted to be with a small group of friends who know me well. Continue reading
I am angry. Very very angry.
Like the rest of the nation, I am watching the Kavanaugh hearing, and I can only do it in small dosages to prevent my head from exploding. Continue reading
Of course, I needed a Fitbit. Everybody else is wearing one and I wanted to try it as well -and why not. The goal is to walk at least 10,000 steps a day, and how much easier would it be to achieve it, with a wristband that would count and log all my efforts. Continue reading
Everybody complains about politicians. Everybody says they suck. Well, where do people think these politicians come from? They don’t fall out of the sky. They don’t pass through a membrane from another reality. Continue reading
“The best thing for being sad,” replied Merlin, beginning to puff and blow, “is to learn something. That’s the only thing that never fails. You may grow old and trembling in your anatomies, you may lie awake at night listening to the disorder of your veins, you may miss your only love, you may see the world about you devastated by evil lunatics, or know your honor trampled in the sewers of baser minds. Continue reading
“Once upon a time there were two countries, at war with each other. In order to make peace after many years of conflict, they decided to build a bridge across the ocean.
But because they never learned each other’s language properly, they could never agree on the details, so the two halves of the bridge they started to build never met.
To this day the bridge extends far into the ocean from both sides, and simply ends half way, miles in the wrong direction from the meeting point.
And the two countries are still at war.”
A got a good laugh out of it, but then I felt sadness.
I have never been to a political rally, but I don’t think this is normal. The removal of law-abiding citizens, just because they don’t show the enthusiasm, they were ordered to show. Continue reading
I wish you could talk to me. Yes, you the damaged table and the old chairs right beside you. Tell me where you have been. Who made you and where do you come from? Who owned you throughout the years and what did you see? How did you like your life so far and now in up in age, would you like to be brought back to live on? Continue reading
I watched the news last night, saw the pictures of our “new” old schools and I while I am glad they made them safer, I feel saddened at the same time. Many of the schools now look like prisons. The school shootings have left marks. Locked and guarded doors, steel walls, double entrees and armed security guards on duty are now the norm in many schools.
I saw the add yesterday for the first time and it literally took my breath away for a few seconds. For a short time, my world stood still and I let it THINK in.
Shortly afterward my breathing was back to normal, my eyes sparkled and I smiled. Continue reading
My friend and neighbor had been a nurse for almost 40 years. She stopped working the day after she got diagnosed with cancer. Her front yard is a statement of thanks from patients she helped throughout the years. She never liked cut flowers, gave them away, only kept the potted plants. “They don’t die,” she said and planted them around their house. I have a feeling it was more than just a statement but a reflection of a job that has its dark sides. Continue reading
I am going out on a limb here but I would recommend we might wanna learn to pronounce his name 🙂 Continue reading
“As a white man,” Joe begins, prefacing an insight, revelation, objection or confirmation he’s eager to share — but let’s stop him right there. Aside from the fact that he’s white, and a man, what’s his point? What does it signify when people use this now ubiquitous formula (“As a such-and-such, I …”) to affix an identity to an observation?
Last night I made a short trip to Lybia. I sat in my chair and followed Anthony Bourdain and his crew around, and learned a lot about this beautiful country and its brave people. Not all was pretty. Times have been violent, people and buildings have been scared -many lives have been lost in the fight against a tyrant. Continue reading