Carve your name on hearts, not tombstones. A legacy is etched into the minds of others and the stories they share about you.” ― Shannon L. Alder “What’s your favorite color?” Startled by a voice coming from somewhere behind me I turned around to see a woman smiling a genuine, yet concerned, smile. My usual shy,… Read More
Recalling Who You Are: The Tingle Of Midlife Restlessness
“What would you be glad you did–even if you failed?” –Brene Brown Note from Gail…I wrote this as a guest blogger on http://www.agingbutdangerous.com about a year ago. Since my hunky hubby and I are taking some time away from technology this week, I thought a repost was in order! Stories To Tell You just knew she had stories to… Read More
Why Am I An Artist? A Moment Of Discovery
“I am an artist you know … it is my right to be odd.” ― E.A. Bucchianeri, Brushstrokes of a Gadfly Twenty minutes. It was nearing the end of a two-day art fair and my husband was getting antsy to start packing up. That’s pretty much the worst part—tearing down when you’re exhausted/hungry/thirsty/exhausted. Twenty, feels-more-like-two-hours, minutes. I give my love the stink… Read More
Restless Leg Syndrome: Revisiting A Past Post
Irish Spring soap for Restless Leg Syndrome? Whaaaa? My friend and wise woman, Valerie Lis, sent me that tip and I had to laugh. But, I also had to try it. It’s quirky! I like quirky! My RLS is reasonably managed by taking Padma, a Tibetan herbal supplement, but how could I pass up putting Irish Spring soap at the… Read More
Two Lovers, a Dog, and a Butterfly: A Day In This Midlife Woman’s Life
Dog and Butterfly Lyrics by Heart We’re getting older the world’s getting colder For the life of me I don’t know the reason why Maybe it’s livin’ making us give in Hearts rolling in taken back on the tide We’re balanced together ocean upon the sky Another night in this strange town Moonlight holding me light as down Voice of… Read More
Lord Give Me Strength: Facing My Husband’s Facebook Needs
Face your problems, don’t Facebook them. — Unknown My husband is trying to kill me. Not in an actual murder sort of way, but death by “show me how to get into my Facebook account” sort of way. This is a man who successfully ran his own business, has sat on numerous boards and loves statistics. But ask him to… Read More
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