writing
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Ramblings on the personality traits of humans… When considering human personality traits, we usually have certain ones that can catch our attention in ways that give us pause. For myself, one such trait is a consistent lack of empathy. The ability—or willingness—to understand and share the feelings of others forms the bedrock of meaningful relationships…
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Rambling on about the man who was my Daddy… Yesterday marked what would have been my Daddy’s 98th birthday—a heavenly milestone that brought a bittersweet smile to my face as I imagined him reaching such a grand age. It’s been ten years since he left this world, ten years that have often felt longer than…
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Rambling on about Home, Distance, Heart, and Realization. If the old saying is true, that home is where the heart resides, then the farthest I have ever travelled from home is measured not in miles, but in the long and winding trail of longing and discovery I have travelled. As a child, I set out,…
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Discovering the Quiet Truths of Growing Older… The morning, in its gentle clarity, finds me standing on the threshold of a revelation—a quiet place where tears gather not out of sorrow but out of the sheer truth of realization. Yesterday, we spoke of tears of joy, the spontaneous overflow that arrives unbidden, a celebration of…
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Reflections on a Genuine Human Emotion Tears of joy are among the purest expressions of our deepest emotions. Unlike tears of pain, these arise when happiness overflows—when our hearts swell and our minds capture a memory destined to last. Such moments, which I call blessing moments, remind us of life’s goodness and our connection to…
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Thoughts on Getting Older, Rolling with the Punches, and Finding Meaning in the Unexpected… Well, that really didn’t go the way I thought it would… I think this is the new subtitle for my life. Life has a way of tossing us around, doesn’t it? Just when you think you’ve got things mapped out, something…
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Inspired by “I Remember Mama” and the Life of Dororthy Earlene Reeves Ellis… There are moments in life when a movie title alone can bring forth a flood of memories, a gentle rush of nostalgia, and an ache that carries both joy and sorrow. For me, “I Remember Mama” is one of those rare treasures.…
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A Reflection of Life and Dreams from an Ole’ Woman Conversations across generations offer a rare tapestry of wisdom, experience, and reflection. Engaging thoughtfully with someone who has lived through decades of change opens the door to profound insights about life, resilience, and the arc of history. Since I live alone and today this Prompt…
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Rambling Reflections on Not Knowing the Path and What lies Ahead… Looking up ahead, wondering where the road is leading me—can’t see through the fog. It’s odd, really, that no matter how many times I find myself here, staring into that hazy blank, I’m always taken aback. Each step feels heavier, sounds louder than usual,…
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A Reflection on Finding Peace in Quiet Moments I have never been one for sitting still—never the sort to let the world slow as I linger in a moment of silence. Restless by inclination, I am a piddler by nature, forever fluttering from task to task, my thoughts ricocheting like sunlight off water. My hands…
Dirt Road Therapy 