memories don’t have doors.. do they?
Memories don’t have doors, do they? I catch a glimpse of my cabin sitting in a farmer’s field halfway to my destination. Tears cloud my
a blog for my third life
Memories don’t have doors, do they? I catch a glimpse of my cabin sitting in a farmer’s field halfway to my destination. Tears cloud my
They say you can’t go back.. but what if you feel you never really left in the first place. Let me explain, divesting myself of
You don’t see me at all… You see old, but I am the same inside as I always was, vibrant, alive, excited about life, and
My birthday is rolling around again, wow a whole year, a new journey and I could never have predicted where I am now. Last night
My phone is ready for a change and so am I. Huawei was one of my first choices until all this stuff with China surfaced.
I came across one of those sayings “don’t chase after anyone, those that belong in your life will find you” another piece of sappy bullshit.
It is the end of busy day, we are relaxing with an alcoholic beverage, just the ‘bosses’ of a busy catering company. We are discussing
The pictures in my head bring on a new wave of tears.. my beautiful little girl with chicken pox. She is lined up on the
An UN-SASKA-tutional BYLAW Summers at the lake, my favorite times were spent there. With my parents and grandparents.. then my own children and grandchildren. It
I was recently asked of all the countries I’ve visited, which did I like the best? Well the warm ocean places certainly get my vote,