Dear Paula, And well you should be. You have plenty to be grateful for, Paula. Besides the obvious, your food, shelter, and job… you have a family, friends, and hope. That, my dear, is precious. It is fascinating that with age comes a kind of wisdom, born more from experience, than intelligence. Also, a particular compassion. I found that myself. At about your age, come … Continue reading Take It From One Who Knows
In response to the Discover Challenge | Open-minded Spent a lot of last night at work almost literally biting my tongue for fear of what I might say. I was just itching to say something b-ei-t-chy. Just ITCHING. Even went so far as to inform my co-worker, just gotta throw it out there… MENOPAUSE. You know, case something slipped out, you know, so she knew … Continue reading An Open Mind Keeps Me Grateful
Rare are those moments we spend, on our own, listening. The rain had fallen, the Poet arose, He pass’d by the town and out of the street, A light wind blew from the gates of the sun, And waves of the shadow went over the wheat, And he sat him down in a lonely place, And chanted a melody loud and sweet, That made the … Continue reading That Poets Song
So here I am, at home, in Tim’s big wicker chair, typing away to you, whilst listening to the Hip concert on CBC radio. Lex invited me out there, bunch getting together to watch the concert, in good ol’Canadian Garage Party style. Yet, I decided nay. Actually, Mom, I was all set to go. Had gone for a bike ride in the afternoon, and was … Continue reading “I never saw someone say that before…” :)
I’ve avoided that Theatre guy I mentioned. Remember, the one who wanted to take me to that New Arts Theatre here in town? He seems like a good guy. And I do feel bad. I do. Really. I just can’t bring myself to have the little chat… the one on my complete disinterest in having a boyfriend now. A boy who is a friend, ok. … Continue reading The One Night Stand, And Lentils
I carry IT with me everywhere, yet rarely use it. In all honesty, it really is just another method in which to ignore people. A tool for connection. It can be intrusive. The constant ON. The repetitive checking, and re-checking. For what? Who knows. Some sort of divine intervention, perhaps. I am sad to say I have, since moving back home, found myself engulfed. It … Continue reading My Connections Are Few
You are finally seeing that the world doesn’t pay as much attention as you might think. I know, I tested that out at an early age. In order to break the rules, first, you must learn them. Of which I am proud to say I gave you in spades, in terms of those social graces. After you’ve mastered the social graces? Wear what you want, … Continue reading How To Stage A Decorus Rebellion
I refuse to believe anymore that there is something wrong. That I have to change, or adapt, or concede, or contain, or compromise. That somehow I’ve done this, or I’ve done that…and tsk, tsk. I own my choices, every turn, every step. Regardless of results, regardless of how others may observe them, I own them, no one else. I own every last breath of grief, … Continue reading Musing On A Monday
Your generation is far more in touch with themselves than we were. Young girls today have choices ahead of them, that I would imagine can be overwhelming. Certainly, my generation of girls was never a very active bunch, in terms of sports. It was frowned upon. Those Great Granddaughters of mine are becoming such strong, capable young ladies. Hockey was a good choice for them, … Continue reading And The Earth Under Our Feet
Got a bit of a shock at the market. Whilst picking up a salad for me, and kibble for the fluffy one, and who should appear? I mean, it is a small place and I guess I’ll just have to get used to seeing that blue.eyed.boy from time to time. Not 100% certain he saw me, but I’m 99.9% sure. Due to the look on … Continue reading Me And The Moon And The Sun
Your Mom heard me, just that once. Could only utter a word, so I choose her name. I could say no more. I figured every child wants to hear their Mother’s voice, just one more time. Continue reading Straighten That Crown
Been lost in thought, like all week. Over-analysing every detail of this thing called life. Pft, well, maybe it was due. Untangling stuff so knotted up with lies and betrayals that I just wasn’t seeing clearly. I think blue.eyed.man fogged up my rose-coloured glasses. I’ve been seeing things that weren’t there, mirages, mists that shrouded my spirit. And, Mom, know that I haven’t told you … Continue reading The Men In The Mirror That Mask Our Magic
He showed up last night, after 11 days, just as I was putting the water on for pasta. At some point, we talked more about this “true love” of his. You know, the wife of 35 years who broke his heart. He still says he believes you only get one “true love”. I told him he was wrong. But now? I don’t know Mom, maybe … Continue reading Once Upon A Time
by PaulaB 