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“If my mind can conceive it, and my heart can believe it – then I can achieve it.” Jesse Jackson originated the quote, Muhammad Ali famously used it in his 2004 book.   This quote epitomizes what has occurred over the past few weeks and is now the main mantra for me,  as I move…

A Trilogy of Love Part One: He saw her platinum blonde hair from across the bar and knew he had to meet her. When he did, his heart melted. She had deep set green eyes and a shy, demure way that stole his heart that night in 1946. He had the bad boy look she…

The warm gulf water ran over my feet as I walked the shoreline. The soothing sound of the little waves, each a second or so after the last, in perfect rhythm, began to rest my soul. The sun was just starting to set, the air cooling off just enough to enjoy being outside.  The pelicans…

I met Jake and his brother  when they were 9 and 7 respectively. Jake had a love for remote control anything, electronics and cars. I remember the first day I met them as if it was yesterday. We met for breakfast at “Olde Country Buffet.” As a single woman with a palate, this was a…

As I sat on the steps of my deck watching the world come alive, I started to think about some of my comments and actions of late. I have been a bit bratty, I thought. Pushing a relationship a bit harder, trying to convince someone, them or me, that this is best friend material. Then…

I have writer’s block. This has been a new experience for me. I sat at my computer a few different times and nothing of substance came out. I sat with my journal every night and I barely could find words to put on the page.  There was nothing to draw upon, no emotion. I wasn’t…

“Sometimes you are surrounded by people and still feel lonely,” she said as she sipped her drink. It reminded me of the quote I saw once by Robin Williams, “I used to think that being alone was the worst feeling, but being in a room with others and feeling lonely is far worse.”  We continued…

  “I want them to know I am thinking of them.” Her mom said to her, as she lay in her hospital bed. The scene all too familiar now. Nancy’s mom had been in and out of hospitals since Thanksgiving. And so she went about purchasing “Thinking of you ” cards for her mom. How…

The early morning silence was broken up by the chirping of the first birds looking for breakfast.  The trickling of the fountain in the pond added a soothing cadence to the flurry of breakfast activity. Birds flying from feeder to feeder pushing each other out of the way. Squirrels waiting to eat the food that…

Some of my earliest memories of my dad include him running around chasing my brother’s with me on his back, piggy back style. That was our Monday night growing up. Mom would play Mah Jong with her friends and dad would be home with us. Before bed time, he would give me a piggy back…