I reflect on the past, feeling a longing for love lost, sadness for words not said, compassion for the young woman I was, so full of fear and doubt. I focus on the present, feeling overwhelming gratitude for a peaceful life hard won, one filled with love and beauty and possibilities. I look to the … More Past, Present, and Future
Last night we went to bed with warnings of possible tornadoes and straight line winds coming in the wee hours of the morning. Why does that type of weather always seem to come in the dark of night? I woke up at 1:30am to lightning streaking across the sky in an amazing display of nature’s … More Sunday Storms and Gratitude
Yesterday was a fun and challenging day, starting with teaching an early lesson then heading across town to play double rehearsals for Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone with the symphony (we’re playing the music as the movie plays above us). My crazy schedule hasn’t allowed me to play with the orchestra for a while, … More The Occasional Hermit of Southside
Yesterday was quite the day. Dan and I were awakened at 2:30am when we heard Shiva chasing something around the bedroom. We both sighed, SHIVA!, and attempted to go back to sleep as the cat continued with her nocturnal game. When we heard our husky Marley whimper in the darkness and join in the hunt, … More The Shiva Chronicles: Santa Ain’t Comin’ to Town
I love to write so much, but this recent bout of depression and anxiety has made it tough to focus enough to write. Falling out of the writing routine is frustrating; I miss the daily outlet terribly, as well as the kind dialogue with those who read and comment on my blog. It has become … More Checking in on Checking Out
As I walked down the ramp to board the plane bound for Nebraska Thursday morning, I walked behind an elderly couple tightly holding hands and smiling at each other. The man wore hearing aids, and both of their gates were a little unsteady on the bouncy ramp. However, it was obvious that they were holding … More On Ageless Love
I was enjoying working in my Secret Garden this afternoon when I turned to look back at the driveway. For a moment I expected to see Coops and Sophie sitting together there in the shade as I worked, Kasey flitting through the irises as I pulled weeds. They are all gone now, though, all taken … More Animal Ghosts
