For those of us between the ages of the empty nest and death, we are faced with the dilemma of “Downsizing”.
Let’s be clear, downsizing and decluttering are two very different things. Decluttering feels good, like detoxing your liver type of good. But, downsizing your home deserves some serious thought.
We have rarely felt the urge to tuck an imaginary football under our arm and run toward the goal line.
You will not see us dribbling an invisible basketball from the bleachers.
But wrestling? Wrestling can turn the sweetest, most gentle spirited mom into a gritty grappler.
Sometimes our parents teach us what NOT to be, without saying a word.
I’m back! The flu caught me and wreaked havoc for a couple of weeks. Being a sicko gave me the opportunity to discover a few things…
Stepping over three dogs in the darkness, I wake each morning way too early.
I welcome the moonlight from the western sky although filtered by gnarled tree branches – it’s light casts dark shadows as my boots break the crust on the frosty grass.
This is what my soul has spent a lifetime searching for.