How could a simple question throw me into such a turmoil? “What did you have for breakfast?” my husband wanted to know and my brain went totally blank. “Did I have breakfast?” Yes, I am sure I did, probably a green smoothie or maybe a gluten-free toast with a slice of Italian prosciutto, the cheap brand from Aldi’s.
But I couldn’t remember. As hard as I tried, nothing came up.
Flowers and balloons,
no candy please, too much sugar.
Perhaps a movie
if we make it all the way through.
As so often, an unwanted ad popped up, right beside my news article. IF YOU WERE BORN BEFORE 1967 it read and I couldn’t help but look into it. I was thrown into this world in 1963 and with astonishment, I looked at the ladies face which crowned the advertisement. Continue reading
Too often I see the elderly talking, instead of listening. They -just like me- think they know it all, and they are so eager to spread their wisdom. That’s a curse we carry on our shoulders, and it gets more cumbersome with each passing year. The urge to enlighten the youth gets stronger and stronger. Continue reading
She is gone. The house is empty; a shiny red realtor’s sign is placed in the yard. She left unnoticed, the neighbors didn’t give her a farewell; no cards or well wishes were exchanged. She lived in this neighborhood for 25 years; everybody knew her, but nobody felt close to her. Continue reading
I had been hungry for Boudin all week long, and finally, yesterday I had gotten them out of the freezer. A box of hot jalapeno Boudin for they guys and another box of regular Boudin for the ladies. I was careful when I opened the packages, made sure I didn’t mix them up, even used different plates when I thawed them. Continue reading
We love them so much, and then a health scare comes along and reminds us that nothing lasts forever. The realization that one day, what we have and hold so dear to our heart could be taken away from us, takes our breath away. Continue reading