life
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Throughout our lives, we pass through a series of distinct phases, changes in life’s journey, and each is marked by its own milestones, challenges, and growth. Childhood, I will say, is the one I miss and enjoyed the most. It is a time of rapid development, learning, and discovery, followed by adolescence, where we begin…
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Rambling on about Embracing Life as an ongoing DIY project… Of all the projects one can take on in life, it is life itself that stands as the most ambitious—an ever-evolving do-it-yourself journey. My path has taken me through many phases: starting as a young wife, then becoming a mother, and later finding myself navigating…
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The biggest challenge I will face in the next six months… Cataract surgery. It is what is next on the list of getting older and needing repair. I know, I know, it is a simple thing… or so I have been told. But for me, it is one thing I am fearful of. I know,…
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Rambling on about things and trying to find balance… It’s strange how the stillness of a Saturday night can amplify feelings, making the quiet seem heavier while the world outside feels a bit more distant. As the usual noise and energy fade away, the silence brings a new awareness and seems to magnify emotions. I…
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Rambling on about my Rambling Shoes… My favorite shoes are my Merrell Hiking Shoes. I bought them from Mercari, new with tags, and they have carried me places I did not think I would ever be able to traverse. They are comfortable and steady me, even my ole’ woman self with her bad feet and…
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The sun was already peeking through the blinds when I finally shuffled out of bed, feeling both guilty and giddy for having indulged in such a luxurious sleep-in. My usual routine is dictated by early mornings, so waking up at 9:38 am felt almost rebellious. As I wandered into the kitchen, the quiet calm of…
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Budgeting… This is a necessary element in the ever-inflating world of prices and costs of today. As a child of the 60s and 70s, I grew up getting an allowance, working on family businesses from 12 up, and if I wanted money for something, I worked for it. At 16, my dad signed me up…
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At my age… the ripe old age of 67, my parents were retired. My Daddy from his Chiropractic Practice, My Mom from her shop, and her varied interests. They had retired from our hometown and built their house on Saint Simos Island. They had planned it and enjoyed the building, decorating, and living there. My…
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Rambling Thoughts Inspired by a Meme and the Shadows of Memory and Imagination… There’s something about Sundays that makes the mind wander. Maybe it’s the quiet here on My Acres, maybe it’s the slower pace that I grew up knowing on this day of the week. Yesterday, my thoughts drifted as I moved through familiar…
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Rambling on about Escaping reality and finding my peace… Sometimes the world feels unbearably heavy. The constant hum of screens, the barrage of falsehoods spun relentlessly into a tangled web, and the exhausting repetition of day-to-day routines can leave us gasping for air. The urge to escape is powerful—not from life itself, but from the…
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