I’m at the Salvation Army thrift store
standing in line to purchase a small
dresser I’d found to help organize
what is my clothing chaos.
And I see him.
If one were to judge him by appearance,
they might say he had run out of luck
long ago and spent much time amongst the
out of work and possibly even the homeless.… —-> Continue…
It’s funny – the things we complain about.
2 days ago I was complaining about Facebook, yet it’s
been Facebook that has brought me in touch with some
of those who are my dearest friends and loved ones.
Found myself grumbling the other day now that I finally got
the Datsun running & on the road, and here comes the rain.… —-> Continue…
Many years ago I heard a story
about a letter Abraham Lincoln
had written to one of his generals
at some point during the Civil War.
From what I recall, the general had
been hesitant at a time when
immediate decisive action was
needed to achieve a victory,
and because of his delays and
decisions a defeat seemed eminent.… —-> Continue…
I often wonder
what you were doing before
you started reading this.
Taking a quick break from work perhaps, or maybe
getting caught up on emails and such just before bed.
Perhaps you’re peering over
your morning cup of coffee.
The reason I ask is because
I wonder where your mind is -
and what you might be expecting
to find between the words and the lines..… —-> Continue…
Here we are AGAIN
only a few hours before a New Year.
Now, I know a lot of people around the new year have spent time making resolutions to finding solutions to things that weren’t quite so right last year.
I mean, what better time for a fresh start, right??… —-> Continue…
I saw a quote earlier that said;
“You deserve the love you keep trying to give everyone else.”
The word that jumped out at me was “Try”.
Call me crazy, but the image that came to mind was of someone “giving love” to others, and then pulling it back… taking it back when they didn’t feel it was reciprocated.… —-> Continue…
Shortly after we sat down on the plane I could feel it, and I knew I had
about a minute before my nice white shirt would soon be splattered red.
Nosebleed. Great. I didn’t plan for that. No napkins, no tissue… No time.… —-> Continue…
