V is for …Victory (Big and Small)

Victory, in sculpture

Some of the days for this April A to Z Challenge have been…well… a challenge.  But today was an easy one. There are just a few days left and I know I am going to finish. I’m already looking forward to doing the reflection afterwards!  I’ve done a few other challenges before that have lasted… Continue reading V is for …Victory (Big and Small)

Reflections on …biting off more than I can wrap my mouth around.

So when I was a little chickadee, I used to love this show called China Beach. Actually I still love it…it aired on ABC from April 1988 to July 1991 and focused on the Vietnam War, with which I’ve always had a fascination.  The main character was a nurse played by Dana Delany, and it followed… Continue reading Reflections on …biting off more than I can wrap my mouth around.

Day Twenty – My most prized possession…

I’m fortunate enough to have “possessions” that some might envy (even my younger self)… things that I’ve acquired along the way.  I’ve got a relatively new car that runs pretty well. Relatively new, meaning 7 years old.  Pretty well, meaning I take it in for regular maintenance and the entire right side has been replaced… Continue reading Day Twenty – My most prized possession…

Day Nineteen – Free Write…My Summer Vacation

What’s that you say? Summer just started? Yeah, I know, but for me, vacation is only two weeks long…and those two weeks went by a little too fast for my tastes.  I have to say though, I think I did a much better job at enjoying every moment of every day this time.  That did… Continue reading Day Nineteen – Free Write…My Summer Vacation

Day Eighteen – First Person POV

This is like, totally nuts. I mean, who ever thought Auntie P would ever get kicked out of her house? I mean, you’d think people would cut her a little slack since Uncle P died. That’s so scary!  What if WE got kicked out of OUR house? Where would we go? Damn, I hope we… Continue reading Day Eighteen – First Person POV

Day Seventeen – What if…

i threw caution to the wind? i forgot the words i heard long ago that keep me trapped in a cycle of not living my dreams? i can’t support myself? i can’t support Maya? i can’t pay my bills? no one reads what i write? i get writer’s block? i become a hermit? i forget… Continue reading Day Seventeen – What if…