Don’t Mess With The Napkins

I was completely out of sorts. It was the day after yet another massacre, this one in a church. I was overwhelmed with gloom, and felt down, depressed, and angry that this has not been properly addressed; if it had been, it would not keep happening over and over and over again. I could not…

She Fixed My Bra

I woke up today with thoughts of mom. We visited yesterday, and as I arrived, as usual, we hugged when saying hello. As I turned to walk away, I felt a hand up the back of my shirt (and heard a little giggle). “Let me fix this for you.” “Huh?” “Your bra is folded back…

Saturday Snippets–Biker Wisdom

Today I hoped to catch some inspiration from two specific sources: The Best Quotations For All Occasions (1), and As A Man Thinketh (2). I planted myself on my front porch, early, and was overjoyed it was going to be only me, the bees, and an occasional car. The bushes along the railing are humming,…

I Damaged Her Cupcakes

The Beginning of the End is a popular title. There are books, movies, and song lyrics; perhaps it’s also a poem. While it is rather catchy, it’s somewhat inaccurate, at least for this post. Seems The End of the Beginning is also a title. This one fits a little better. Hold that thought… “Starting over”…

Doorknobs & Doilies

Until I read the words, I had no idea. Who made this beautiful doily and where it came from was a mystery. I found it among many similar items in my mother’s attic. It was made by my great grandma Orah who, apparently, was quite crafty. Given the era and level of family poverty, her…