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 Twelve – Eavesdropping and silver linings

It gets harder to make friends as you get older. Especially when you get to be my age — what I like to call “coot.”  The kids are out of the house and Donna has been gone for 3 years.  I had my soccer games up until a few weeks ago and my Euchre that… Continue reading Day Twelve – Eavesdropping and silver linings

An assignment on brevity – Writing 101 Day Five

I was not the only one who discovered this rare spot of solitude along the crowded path – perfect for meditation, and clearly letter writing. As I bent down to pick up the folded page, I felt just a little bit guilty – these words were not meant for me, I was sure.  But just… Continue reading An assignment on brevity – Writing 101 Day Five