The stories and glories of hugging a stranger a day ... and other life lessons
November 29, 2017
I’m a kid again. Playing Follow My Leader. Somehow it was always the most popular kid leading. IOW - Not me.
I’m a young adult at a party. Dancing The Congo. I join the line. We snake out the dance hall, through the garden, onto a table (yup!), around the swimming pool.
November 27, 2017
I wonder how the world sees me.
“But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, longsuffering, kindness, goodness faithfulness, gentleness, self-control.”
Are these traits evident in my life?
If not, is the fact that I’m trying evident?
And, do I really...
November 24, 2017
And all the years in between.
Birth to Death.
Light to Dark.
The Alpha and The Omega.
I don’t even know where I was going with these thoughts. My deepest sorrow is so long ago and so safely tucked away. That darkest patch of all.
And yet I grieve. I grieve for family and fr...
November 22, 2017
Feeling better by Sunday night, I decided to go to mass Monday at noon. Church won’t be full so less likelihood of infecting my fellow parishioners.
Only, as I discovered at 9.00 am on Monday morning, mass was at 8.30.
Such is the life of a mariner. Somewhere, in some to...
November 20, 2017
I’m no theologian. Consider my scribblings the wandering of a “questioning, querying, learning all the time” mind. Label me -
The Eternal Student.
My hunger for knowledge increased as my horizons expanded. My simple morning reflections no longer satisfied me. Something...
November 17, 2017
Yes, THAT bed.
The bed in the master cabin on THE JOURNEY.
The one designed by a master sadist with no concept of bed-making.
The six-sided one with no walk around space.
The one that would need custom fitted sheets.
The one that desperately needs a new mattress. No guesses...
November 15, 2017
First I have to backpedal.
When I last put pen to paper (yes, quite literally that’s what I do) I’d finished packing for a short trip.
That’s when Fashion through the Ages grabbed me. And the Fashion that never goes out of Fashion.
But there’s another story behind that fo...
November 13, 2017
Just a short four-day trip this time. Toothbrush etc. WIndbreaker, underwear, tops, shorts, leggings,
There was a time when we called leggings stretch pants and they belonged to a gym. They were classified as workout clothes.
Somehow they made...
November 10, 2017
Whenever I spend time with someone that’s going through a rough patch, my unfailing advice is –
One day at a time.
Or even better. Just get through the next hour. And then the next. And the next.
But I find I stumble over the same speed bump as I plan my day and further a...
November 8, 2017
Morning walks next to the ICW (Intra Coastal Waterway) with the dogs are pure pleasure. I gripe a little about sharing the path with bicycles but really, that’s selfish.
Everyone is smiling, happy and friendly. We stop and chat to other dogs. They socialize, sniff and c...
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