Kneecap · musings

Mama Said…

Mama said there would be days like this. Did I misunderstand? Maybe she said ‘weeks like this’, or ‘months like this’. Mentally reviewing mother’s various sayings, she never said that at all, but someone’s mother must have said it some time, after all it is in a song, isn’t it? You are now privy to… Continue reading Mama Said…

Fall · Kneecap · musings

Broken Kneecap Equals Pain, Grumbling and Thumb Sucking

I am no longer 24. Well darn, what a surprise. I’m hobbling, literally, around my casita on crutches after a fall on the streets of San Miguel de Allende. This misstep resulted in a great deal of pain, a massive amount of thumb sucking, my yearly dose of anger, and a broken knee cap. I am… Continue reading Broken Kneecap Equals Pain, Grumbling and Thumb Sucking

Five Minute Friday · Goals · musings


My quick response to the Five Minute Friday Writing Prompt of ‘Goal’.  Read what others have to say about goals at Goals, those overreaching expectations we nurture convinced if we meet those lofty heights, we will find our path, make our mark, gain recognition and/or status, and bank a bunch of bucks. Afterall, that’s the… Continue reading Goals

boxes · moving · musings · packing

Packing Once Again

I dream I am artist, painting in vivid colors the wrapping of treasured belongings in tissue, gently placing each item in a secure nook, guaranteed to be undamaged in an upcoming move. That is a dream. Reality is more of a nightmare when it comes to packing, moving, relocating, and deciding what stays and what… Continue reading Packing Once Again

hospital · musings · resources

Death of a Town

The death of a town is often determined by well-intentioned citizens whose vision is brushed by fear rather than colored with possibilities. Back in the mid 1950’s, two neighboring towns, same size, 30 miles apart, faced a decision about each community’s future. Cotton farming was the mainstay of both villages, and the 50’s were a… Continue reading Death of a Town