We have all heard that our lives may pass before our eyes when faced with our death. This life review is depicted in books and movies when a character is staring at the business end of a gun or being viciously attacked. It always seems to occur when danger is…
Month: March 2017
Dear Stella:
I, perhaps more than most, know how important it is to get one’s groove back. But I have to put my snow boot-clad foot down and beg you to reconsider. Groove your bad self back to Jamaica where you met your gorgeous husband, Winston, or stay in your San Francisco…
Big Accomplishments Come In Small Brown Paper Packages
I made some definite goals for myself in 2017 and plan to bring some long-term projects to fruition. My love affair with the word “fruition” is deep and faithful. What I did not expect was that I would return to some run-of-the-mill activities without premeditation. Last weekend, I looked for…
Grading On The Curve . . .
and the stop sign . . . and the highway . . . After only a few weeks using Uber, I have already been obsessing about my Passenger Rating. When I was in school, the ability to check your progress real-time, electronically did not exist. We had to wait for…
I Don’t Know About You, But I Update Myself
Doing an update on my iPad this morning, I thought how great it would be if we could update ourselves with the touch of a button. To be made faster, smarter and more efficient. A new version of ourselves with no sweat, tears, or pain, the bugs all worked out….
The Apple Of His Eye
Out to breakfast this weekend, I shared with my husband the hesitation I was having in regard to an upcoming appointment with a web design company to spruce up SisterRain.net: Me: I am thinking about cancelling my meeting. Him: Why? Me: I have this little blog. Him: Well, maybe Steve Jobs had a little Apple…
Dinner For Breakfast
Coming downstairs this morning, my dining room table sat devoid of the items usually kept on it: glass flowers in a vase, my Merlin CCTV that I use to read, a photo of our first bird whose cage used to sit on it. It made me think immediately of last…
Mrs. DoubtRain
I have come to realize that when we doubt ourselves we are also doubting those in our lives who believe in us. People lift us up, everyday, even when we don’t need it. The energy from our biggest supporters travels any physical distance between us and lifts us up. I…