The stories and glories of hugging a stranger a day ... and other life lessons
March 30, 2018
March 28, 2018
Many moons ago the Universe contrived that the Captain and I would not spend Christmas together that year.
I scoured the stores far and wide for a suitable gift to send with our eight-year old daughter who would travel to visit her dad.
I finally found, what I thought, t...
March 26, 2018
I’m old school.
I loathe reading electronically.
Ergo, I detest reading on Kindle.
But when you’re traveling, Kindle is a Godsend.
Four print books plus a loaded Kindle, off I went on holiday.
For ten days.
Five days later my print books were history.
With five days to go.
March 23, 2018
Let’s be quite clear. I was in no mood to be wooed. Or charmed. Or flattered.
I was in no mood to make social chit-chat.
I was, in fact, not in the best of moods.
I was in the throes of mastering the satanic intricacies of a new computer and Windows 10. (Yes, yes, I k...
March 21, 2018
I hoped I’d helped here and there through my stream of conscious thought ramblings.
But I realize I’ve come to help myself.
I’ve had to face old demons.
Bloopers and blunders.
Even if I didn’t transcribe all those thoughts into words and the...
March 19, 2018
These last couple of days I caught myself humming the above line to the melody of -
“And so this is Christmas,
And what have you done….
Another year older,
Another year Gone.”
I’d decided at the start of Lent to do something different this year. Read: Doormats and More
March 16, 2018
I’m back to that “Day to Remember” in Nicaragua.
We’d stopped to learn how to make tortillas. Which would become our lunch.
A small reddish-colored dog caught my eye as we left our ox cart and walked towards the house. His head tilted as if in a friendly welcome.
March 14, 2018
He did not fail me.
“Have I not chosen you?
At one point in my life I felt I was called to write with deeper meaning. That my scribblings about my “Crusade to Hug a Stranger a Day” should, well, should be about more than Hugging a Stranger a Day.
I felt I shoul...
March 12, 2018
Another year has rolled by.
Grief is a strange and wild and unpredictable animal.
You may think you’ve tamed it.
You may ride it confidently.
But then, in a moment of its choosing, it will rear up.
And leave you in the dust.
Yes, Grief follows its own path.
March 9, 2018
My thoughts spun in crazy circles as I stared down into the Volcano Masaya.
It was our last day in Nicaragua. The thought of saying goodbye to the family clouded the magnificence of the moment.
I see so little of them.
But that volcano.
No, it’s not extinct.
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