My mom/myself, and for all women, it’s time.
My journey back home to see my oldest granddaughter’s twin baby boys was amazing. Life keeps on rolling out before us in our children and our children’s children. I truly hope their futures are full of promise and goodness, exciting adventures, and peaceful times. I’ll be able to spend more time with my family once I sell my place down south.
The world is a crazy place right now, but I’m optimistic about our future and hopeful we can overcome our differences. Good always wins over evil, right? I’m into the fourth quarter of my own life and should be changing my blog to My-Fourth Life, and perhaps I will.
My brother’s dying sent me into a tailspin I hadn’t anticipated. Wow, I’m not afraid of death, and I also know it can happen at any time. But losing someone close is something I didn’t prepare for. Shit! There was stuff I wanted to share with him and… and, now he’s gone. We take our lives for granted, and that is kinda dumb, especially when you’re my age. We are not getting any younger… duh : (
I believe in an afterlife and also a higher power. I’m not religious, not at all, but having my own beliefs brings me my own measure of comfort. I also believe we need to have a sense of purpose here. I’m just coming into that at my late age, and hopefully this will pan out for me.
Writing helps me sort out my thoughts, and omg, my thoughts this last week have me all over the place. BUT, something is starting to form in my mind, and it is going to be good (well, I think so anyway). I’m sitting here in the airport waiting to board my plane, and I decided to do some writing.
Stuff comes out of my subconscious and onto my page all by itself, well… some of you will get it. I think everyone should write down their thoughts. It’s been a life changer for me and trust me when I say I had no idea I would turn into a writer at my age. My mom was a writer, but she had too many kids to raise to make anything much out of it.
So, Mom, I know you are watching over me, and maybe this blog is for you. I miss talking to you, and I feel you with me a lot. This wasn’t always so. I was mad at you when you died, and it took me three years to forgive you and to forgive myself for being so blind. It all made sense when I realized how stupid I was and how smart you were, to know where I was coming from.
Moms have a lot of wisdom, and hopefully, I can now share in that. As we age, it all becomes clearer, and we become more mellow and forgiving, and dare I say wiser? Our children mean everything to us, and nobody can hurt me more than one of my own. They have no idea, but fortunately, I have learned how to ‘flush’ shit and stuff said without thinking, and it works for me.
As females and women, we share and carry so much weight from life’s everyday living, for ourselves and our loved ones; it’s just a fact. We also live in a man’s world, and that’s a fact. As far as we have come as female’s this is still a male-oriented world, and right now it seems we are being pushed back once again.
Well… in my own small way, I’ve figured out how I can maybe make my own small mark on changing a few things to make women feel safer. I say small because I have no illusions about how to do this, but if we can each attempt to do ‘something’ or one thing, then maybe we can help this along.
I love my life right now, and I know I can be gone from it at any moment. Having a near-death experience 16 years ago taught me that. BUT, while I’m here, I want to make a difference. I’ve finally, just in these last few days, realized a way to do this, and going forward, I’m totally excited to start this new journey.
Writing this has committed me as well, and that’s a good thing. My confidence may be overblown, but I’m going to take a stab at it, dammit! Thank you to all of you who read my blog and have encouraged me along the way. I really appreciate you all.
Okay, I need to go find my gate. I’m writing this by Tims, and a large dark roasted coffee, black with one sugar, is resting comfortably in my belly. This is one thing I miss while down south, but hopefully my place sells soon, and I’ll be back in my home and native land for good.
and that’s it for me…
Copyright Jan. 13th 2026