dailyprompt
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A dreamy, sincere little argument with time travel, memory, and the ache of growing older… If someone handed me a calendar and said, “Pick one year. You may have it back,” I would like to tell you I’d answer quickly. I would like to be the kind of person who knows exactly which door in…
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Rambling on about life, love, turmoil, aging, faith, and the quiet courage of simply continuing….. What is the bravest thing I have ever done with no one watching? At first, that sounds like the kind of question that should come with a grand answer. Something dramatic. Something cinematic. A moment with music swelling in the…
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I was raised in the 60s and 70s, and life was far from what it is now. Life was different. I will say I kept my basic morals, lessons, and ways. But age and time have a way of changing some things, and the last ten years have changed much. I no longer go to…
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There was a time when a person could make it through a day with a wallet, a set of keys, and maybe a grocery list scribbled on the back of an envelope. Now, it seems we need an app for everything: shopping, banking, eating, traveling, catching up with friends, earning points, collecting discounts, and proving…
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I have always been a walker and a looker. Some people walk for exercise, some walk to clear their heads, and some walk because the dog has made it abundantly clear that the house is no longer acceptable. I walk for all those reasons, I suppose, but mostly I walk because the world keeps leaving…
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A walk down memory lane, thinking about the kindness of others… Kindness is one of those little things that sounds simple until you really start thinking about it. It is free, portable, and surprisingly powerful. It can begin as a tiny act—holding a door, offering a hand, checking in after a storm—and somehow keep rolling…
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A dreamy little rambling on about what I wanted to be before bills, benefits, and sensible shoes entered the conversation of life… When I was young, I did not dream in salaries. I did not sit around imagining direct deposit, retirement plans, or whether a job came with dental. Childhood dreams have the luxury of…
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A couple of years ago, I met a lady who had a craft booth in the shop where I worked. She did felting, and I remember thinking, “Well, that looks different… and possibly like something my inner crafter would immediately need to investigate.” After watching her demonstrations, I took a class—and just like that, I…
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The strange, tender timing of the things that can leave a mark… Coincidence is a funny little word for something that can feel anything but little. It means the surprising things that happen at the same time by chance, with no planning and no obvious connection. They just happen. Sometimes we hardly notice them. Sometimes…
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A Rambling on about unfinished pages, beloved rereads, and the one book I will never truly be done with. I have a complicated relationship with unfinished books. Not hostile, exactly. More like the relationship one has with exercise equipment bought in January… hopeful, slightly guilty, and occasionally dusted with good intentions. There are books on…
