The year 2017 has seen many five-year anniversaries for me, which I have documented in several blog posts. They include the adoption of Piper, our orange-fronted conure (a type of parrot) and the death of my mom. And finally, the day I woke up to total darkness on November 28th….
Monday morning: the middle ring. You can either go up or down. Piper made a good choice. May we all do the same.
I know no one who likes to pack and I would put myself at the top of that list. Even when I travelled regularly for work and had it down to a science, I still hated it. As I prepare for my first big trip in five years, I am…
Over the last few months I have started each day with gratitude, reflecting on all that I have. Doing so has made every day better and today no less special. And for that I am really grateful. HAPPY THANKSGIVING?
It’s said eating turkey makes you sleepy But I propose it’s something more It’s not the tryptophan that will get you It’s all the prep the day before. — Sister Rain
This morning my husband informed me that I had a bad dream during the night. I then vaguely remembered him waking me up but have no recollection of the nightmare. I asked him how he knew I was in the grasp of some unconscious struggle and he replied, “You said, ‘I’m…
When I worked fulltime, traveling and also attempting to keep everything running at home, all I ever wanted was time to myself. I know no woman my age who doesn’t long for an empty house every once in a while. Who am I kidding? They want it often. Now, I find…
When I was taken by ambulance to a Philadelphia hospital from our local medical center the day I woke up blind, I wore a hospital gown and my own white athletic socks. When I was admitted by the city hospital, I was given a pair of non-slip socks which I put…
“They say it’s about the journey and not the destination. But sometimes, when the journey is especially difficult, it’s ENTIRELY about the destination.” — Sister Rain
My mom loved our first bird, Cato, who was a Lutino cockatiel. When she was at our house she would joke that he was a “time-waster” because we would end up playing with him instead of whatever our intentions were. Sometimes in the morning, Pioer, our parrot, is sleepy and…
