Silence and A Life of Decaf. I Used to be "With It"…But, Then They Changed What "It" Was.
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My daughter has been having some uncharacteristic outbursts lately. Unreasonable relative to her typically logical personality. She’s not so soft spoken, she’s opinionated. But she’s determined and soft hearted. Reasonable. Continue reading “Gah! Tears!”
The weather is cooling off lately. The season isn’t over for good. I’m sure. But, it’s hinting at something. Like most things, it’s a little different every day.
Everything is a little different every day. Disconcerting. But no longer incapacitating. So, I’m grateful. Good with the bad. As they say. Continue reading “…Still”
I’ve had a lot of space to think this summer. Too much if anyone would ask, but…I’m willing to admit, here in my old age, that may have been part of the problem to begin with.
So…I’m going to embrace it. Instead.
At times, we are not nearly grateful enough for the companionship of one another. For the company and support of one another. It isn’t held and tended to. Or appreciated. It’s abused, and insulted. Thrown away. Dismissed. Placed below even the worst interactions. And marked off.
If I can look at it objectively, which sometimes I’m able. I realize that for every harsh preacher I’ve found who walks away from their own bullshit, I’ve found someone who was soft and gentle. Not just someone I thought possessed those qualities.
