The questions never stop Can I teach again? Should I try it? Am I just giving up? The best days are the worst The doubts eat me alive Two years I've pretended Waiting to get busted Who gets to call themselves a writer? Not me. And yet, the shift has happened The genes have shifted… Continue reading A new career – finally believing
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West Coast: Unplugged Joy
Paradise. It's not the tropics. I'm bundled up in a blanket with my jacket on, absorbing vitamin D through my face and hands. Not a margarita but a BC cider in my hand No internet No wifi Just the wide ocean The waves Relentless in their battering of the rocky shore Their energy And constant… Continue reading West Coast: Unplugged Joy
1986: I met my forever Valentine
I was sitting in the back room at Marg's tea house, a converted bungalow where we could hide out and smoke without worry of getting busted by prefects or teachers. Marg, the wizened old lady (she was probably my age now đ€Łđ€Łđ€Ł) would run to the back room and warn us so we could scurry… Continue reading 1986: I met my forever Valentine
50 Word Thursday #6 – Spring
Spring Tiptoe through the tulips Cavort among the crocuses Nimble amid the narcissus The colors of the world are changing, day by day The bleak grey of winter Snaps at the flowers in the night But the sun welcomes and warms them each morning Heralding Spring to come, day by day 50 words âThe colors… Continue reading 50 Word Thursday #6 – Spring
Happy New Year: sponsored by gnomes, ogres and a wise ass
Here we are at the beginning of another year. 2018 was supposed to be a stellar year for me because of my birthday magic - I turned 48 on 8/8/18. Bought my 8 lottery tickets and everything but alas, no millions here. Overall, it was a great year, though. I have so much to celebrate… Continue reading Happy New Year: sponsored by gnomes, ogres and a wise ass
