What to Change…

2013 will end at midnight December 31. The tradition of making resolutions will take place and some will be kept and others will be forgotten. You know, some of those resolutions are a way of making improvements in ourselves. The retailers who advertise the bins that our ornaments are stored in and other items, bring order into our lives. We will know where to find the wrapping paper next year, the tags and maybe outgrown clothes that will be handed down to another. The weight loss ads that will bombard us to trim down and take care of our health, to make us think about making better food choices.
Other resolutions we should be making are to be more accepting of others, to communicate freely and stay in touch with loved ones and friends, via letter. I know that’s a strange concept. I think about the Sports Authority ad that emphasis “Gift of Sport”. where electronic devices have no place, no reason to interrupt the fun you can have while playing outdoors. Interaction is in person, where you can really see each other, details on the face, the movement while playing ball or maybe playing tag. Maybe we should have a day where we don’t rely on cell phones, pcs and other such gizmos and just pick up the phone and schedule time to be with those you care about. Acceptance may come easier than you think, as you get to know the potential friend or acquaintance. Can differences be put aside for all eternity? That’d be one resolution worth keeping.

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Total Blank

Nothing is coming from my head to the screen where it can be seen. Stuck at the front door of wanting to express myself and not having a way in. Geesh! Happens to all of us when we want to create but the action is just not happening. When does it appear? Inspiration for that great piece of work? The light bulb moment when everything flows smoothly.
So aggravating to feel as if a concrete block is on head and shoulders keeping me from doing what I love to do which is write. Man, is there a way to blast it? Can someone else use the concrete for a project? It’s sturdy, doesn’t wear away that easy and it can be stained in any color you want.
Ok, I am taking a break and see what happens…Come on fingers, work in sync with the head! I’m waiting…..

Gray kinda feeling

The sky is wet with rain
Bloated Clouds are forbidding the sun
To come out and warm the day
Mother nature is teasing us
Bringing in the higher temps
And then slapping us with cold again
later in the week
My blanket is calling my name
Asking me to hunker down and stay
Safe, comforted, laying down
To wait until a better day arrives
Sunlight can’t be that far out of reach
I’m sure it’s around here somewhere
Must have been tossed aside
I’ll have to discuss the matter
And see if we can exchange the drab
For yellow and blue hues

What Once Was Lost- A Review

whatwasoncelost Losing one’s identity could be one theme of this book. Christina, the main character, has hers taken away when the “Poor Farm” kitchen catches fire and everyone has to live elsewhere temporarily. She’s spent most of her life caring for others and feeling an obligation to be a little overprotective at times. You see, the home is for children and adults who might be disabled or for other reasons.
In a way, the kitchen fire is a way of returning Christina’s identity and purpose. She is forced to rely others for help and it’s very hard for her to ask. One little boy, Tommy, blinded by an accident, is especially dear to her heart. She has to take him to the town loner, Levi, and ask that he care for the little guy.
It’s through Tommy, the townspeople, and the kindness of strangers that Christina realizes she can be herself without using the “Poor Farm” and the residents for establishing who she is. Levi, on the other hand, comes to conclusion that being alone isn’t so great after all. Being included is kind of nice and he discovers that others do like and care for him too. Tommy learns to trust and with Levi’s help, learns to do for himself. I like Levi’s attitude in that he won’t enable Tommy to always depend on others when he can do for himself.

Ms. Sawyer, I give this book 5 stars!
I received this free copy from Waterbrook Press in exchange for reviewing it.
For more information, including author bio:
http://waterbrookmultnomah.com/catalog.php?isbn=9780307731258

Taking a Break

Today is just foggy, cold and dark. I mean what happened to the sun? Is it hiding behind the clouds and waiting to say,”Surprise!” I think fall has left because they lost the battle with winter. Winter has arrived early and it’s staying a while. Mother Nature can be temperamental at times, she doesn’t always want the same conditions that we do. Have you noticed how moody she gets?
The rain tells me she is unhappy so the tears just flow for a day or two, or…And boy does she get mad, with thunder and lightening banging in the clouds. Sometimes I think the wind is her broom, sweeping away the leafs and other debris into new locations. Then again, when nasty weather arrives, I wonder why. Tornados, flooding, just don’t get it. Of course we are guilty of abusing our earth too. Trash decorates the streets, highways and inside buildings. Must be easier for some to pitch into the air than finding a trash can or recycle bin.
Tornados devastate but we rise above, rebuild, and heal in the process. Weather does not defeat us, we’re stubborn that way.
Hurricanes blast through buildings, homes, move things around and overflows with water. Traveling by boat makes an interesting evacuation.

Now mam, I’d like to ask a favor, can I make an exchange with you? Gray for Sun? Let the curtain of go away, what do you say? Ok, let me know your answer. Can’t you smile today? Please…..