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1,000 Words worth: 2017-9

Each Friday, http://www.theblacktortoise.com/1000-words-worth-2017-8/To find out more click  here.   Milo holds out hope. Love endures. And not a single petal has fallen from the rose he purchased for her.  How many weeks ago was it?  Of course he could figure it out, but why waste the time? He decides to wait until the last petal falls. Kerri promised she would come. Now she was gone.  Not only did she fail to show up for their date, she was literally gone.  Not a trace. Milo thought about what he’d say to her the next day at work.  No show. He thought…

Heads up! It’s the President’s Address

Tonight President Trump addresses the Joint Session of Congress.  To find out how to watch it, click here. (http://www.cbsnews.com/news/how-to-watch-trumps-address-to-joint-session-of-congress/) I classify myself, if I must be classified, as a Progressive Catholic. I vote both sides of the aisle, following my conscience and paying close attention to what the candidate and their party plans to accomplish. Much of what President Trump says and does saddens me, but tonight is not really about him.  It’s about the plan.  So today, I recap what’s on the agenda for Republicans, who hold sway over two of our branches of government. During the Presidential campaign, I…

1,000 Words worth 2017-8

Each week for 2017, To find out more click here. Scout and Meowgi waited all day for Goldy, their only sister, to return.  “She’s been gone a long time,” Scout moped.  Scout knew Meowgi spent most nights outside, hunting.  As for Scout, he was only allowed into the fenced yard.  Meowgi slinked under the fence, or on warm nights jumped up and sat on the fence post crooning at a full moon.  Scout could do neither of these things, so he contented himself with what he freedom he had, and looked forward to long walk with Mother.  He tolerated the…

Pause, Breathe, and Take Stock 2017-8

This weekend truly gave me an opportunity to re-set emotionally.  I got away from the news, spent some quality time with Loved-One, in one of my favorite places, Chicago, and answered an unexpected invitation to connect with a nephew.  All good for me.  All a welcomed distraction and relief.  Thanks to a little re-set, the my list of gratitudes comes easily and reminds me of the abundance in my life.  A very sunshiny and WARM weekend.  I even saw someone laying on a blanket in her front yard. Long walks with Love-One. It’s about time we both started moving more.…

1,000 Words worth 2017-7

Each week for 2017, To find out more click here.   “How do you work it again?” “Just stick your paw in here like this, and flip the food out.  It’s supposed to be more a more satisfying way for us to eat.” “What makes you say that?” “Woman-servant said so.  She bought it for us.” “You mean the same servant who said I was fat?” “She should look in the mirror and see who’s fat.” “Remember what we did when the man-servant bought us that cheap litter? Don’t worry, we can stop this anytime we want.” “Did she tell…

Pause, Breathe, and Take Stock 2017-7

I’m mellowing into our new political climate.  Perhaps mellowing is too sedentary a word.  This weekend I began to see some plus sides.  I’m not one to use the phrase, “all things happen for a reason,” or even “it must be God’s plan.”  However, I can see that people can be energized toward good when they see the unsavory side of human nature, and we can do God’s will in the wake of tragedy.  I love our new environment stimulates so many people to demonstrate, boycott, listen, discuss, get involved in local government, etc.

Most of my sadness has abated and I can see sunshine in my days. I’m sure it helps that I literally see more sunshine and the days are getting longer, as well as warmer.

Here’s a few more things, in no particular order, that I am grateful for this Monday morning:

1,000 Words worth 2017-6

Each week for 2017, To find out more click here.   “I don’t know why,” said Liz. “It feels like such a treat to go out to breakfast.” She cradled her coffee mug in both hands. “Me too.” Fred leaned toward Liz, elbows on the table, palms reaching toward her as he spoke. “I have a surprise for you. I found a place for us to live.” Liz ran her tongue between her top lip and her teeth. “Where?” She picked up her coffee cup, still in both hands and held it against her forehead. “You know that Tiny House…

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