Author Archives: Susan

Willie’s on tonight, on cable USA and I will miss him. I just can’t seem to want the company of even the gracious offer of my neighbor for popcorn, Willie and wine. For some reason, my basic cable does not … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Odd; a fifteen minute phone conversation with my husband’s friend. More than a friendly “Hi, how are you? Yes please, may I talk to Jim?” Starting from words of simple understanding we wind around to heaven and beyond. It’s strange, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I held the picture for a while and stared into my lover’s eyes, his mother telling friends, “Back in college, he and Carrie went together for a while.” I sought the blueness of his eyes reflecting back with sparkling tears … Continue reading → Continue reading →

You all deserve to share the good news: My niece’s tumor was benign! We worried quite a bit because it seemed they couldn’t get conclusive results on either scan or pathology, and sent samples to Johns Hopkins for further tests. … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Look for me, find me, digging in dirt poking holes in permanence planting color and life good things to eat or to look at; temporarily true, but that survive long enough as they are needed simply to lighten the soul. Continue reading →

Autumn-like, with buds and new spring leaves dancing in a chilly breeze. Pansies making black and purple faces at a wind that seems to lie. Azaleas hunker down in their bushes in bouquets of community determination, stubbornly demanding that the … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Only this, my friend’s cancer is terminal and time is limited. At this point, it’s become too personal to write about here, but becomes a side of my life that I can’t share with you. You’ll get my better, brighter … Continue reading → Continue reading →

I sincerely appreciate both your patience and words of understanding and support as I’ve blogged my way through personal problems this week. I owe you all thanks and some positive info. I spoke with my niece yesterday, and am thrilled … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Really down would be knowing that you can’t believe in any God or man who can believe in you. I’m not. I just thought that that would be the ultimate. Maybe the George Carlin way of seeing it. Continue reading →

Foggy morning; dense denial waiting for the sun to bring the daily news. Unless, of course, you need to plunge ahead, only half aware of what you see as being there. Artificial headlights if you have to get to work, … Continue reading → Continue reading →

Just a quickie — For every jackass in the world there are twenty good people. Honest, I’ve counted. I realize that it often seems like more of one, less of the others, but it’s not. Continue reading →