joi, 11 septembrie 2014


As the 22nd of September passed, marking a month without Kona, I realized that I hate this new normal that we have been trying to adjust to. It is not normal at all. 

Will we ever get used to coming home without Kona's over-the-top, tail wagging, turning circles, dancing-dog-love greeting that we still expect every day?  

Every morning I expect to find her sleeping on the floor on my side of the bed when I get up in the morning, but she is not there.  

I miss the two large ceramic bowls that held her food and water in our kitchen...they have always been there and now they are not. 

I even miss her sudden, make-me-jump-outta-my-skin barks to let us know that that people are coming to the door, or walking past the house or delivering a package.  

I miss her presence, her breathing in the night, her patrols after we go to bed, her shadowing us into and out of every room, her big brown doe eyes watching me.  

I miss picking up all of her toys at night and most of all I miss her sweet Kona licks (kisses).

Will this empty place in my heart ever feel normal? Maybe someday, but on the other hand, a part of me hopes it never will.   

Maybe that is the way it supposed to be.

marți, 15 iulie 2014


The calendar says it's Fall. But our weather says otherwise.

One of our local weather forecasters calls this time of year our "sneaky summer".

I agree.

The temperatures this week will be in the 80's and 90's at my house and 10 degrees (or more) higher in the inland valleys.

Fall weather?  Nope.

Tomorrow, we'll probably be floating in the pool.  Making it through one more week of warm weather.  Preparing another meal on the grill and eating outside on our patio. 

I'm glad it will be some time before we have to turn on the furnace but I have to admit that I'm looking forward to the chill in the air in the mornings and pulling out blankets to snuggle up on the couch in, pulling on my Ugg boots in the morning, sweatshirts and  sipping mugs of hot cider.  

However, that weather is likely not going to arrive until November.  Maybe even late November.

Today it's still shorts and bare feet weather. 

joi, 3 iulie 2014


Here's what's up at our house.

I'm going to participate in NANOWRIMO this year.  That stands for National Novel Writing Month.  I am challenging myself to write every single day in November and get 50,000 words written by the end of November. 

At the very least, it will get me writing a lot more often than I am right now.

Ashley and three of our grandchildren are here for two weeks and the rest of the crew are all arriving on Friday.  Kent is attending work training in Los Angeles and will be with us on the weekends.  We are having so much fun with them on their visit.  

This Sunday, we are hosting a family dinner including great-grandparents, kids and grand-kids!  Taylor, Sarah and the girls are flying in from VA and we can't wait to see them, too!  A happy house full! We are also celebrating Aaron's 2nd birthday that day!  Good times! 

So, if I am incommunicado for a couple more weeks (or even the entire month of November), you will know why.


vineri, 27 iunie 2014


Well, since I posted last, we have a lot more on our plate for November than we anticipated. 

Our out-of-state kiddos and grandkiddos have returned home and we were starting to get back to our normal routine.  I just finished making the last two batches of my Jalapeno Jelly for 2012 and at the same time, things have begun to shift into high gear around here.

I wrote that I had expected I'd be busier in November working on NANOWRIMO and not have a chance to update my blog.  However, there is something else added to our calendar to monopolize more of our time.

We are moving! 

Yes, MOVE.  As in go through and pack up all our stuff and move everything into a new house. We've been considering moving for several months now and only recently have things perfectly fallen into place for that to happen. 

So in light of that, I am not sure how much writing I am going to accomplish in November after all, but I am going to do my best to meet my writing goals AND move.  Am I crazy?  Probably...  

Here we go....and we are so excited about our beautiful new home and change of address!QQ

miercuri, 11 iunie 2014


Sometimes, I change things up from my usual posts and my writing becomes poetic and introspective. This is one of those times. Since I haven't posted in awhile (but I have been writing just the same), I decided to publish this piece, here.

This is me.  This is everyone.  We've all fought hard to get where we are in our journey. We hide our scars from each other and pretend we're unscathed.  But in time, it's evident, we are all brave warriors, each having survived different battles.


masked exterior 
Madonna smile
but inside
weary, wary, vigilant.

The fragile soul
bears the scars of ancient battles.
Remnants of busted, bruised pieces
and holes filled with  
loss and fear.

Damaged but resilient
with wounded parts cloaked
behind bravado
which like a fortress
protects the broken child within.

A solitary dented shield 
warns that a sword
she keeps
buried deep
can be sharpened,
and hailed
to defend that child
from harm.