I have trouble coping with anger. Generally the most angry I have been has been righteous indignation over mistreatment of someone, some country, or some animal. Growing up in my family we rarely were angry at each other. I remember only two maybe three big arguments my parents had when I was young. While growing … More Anger Can Hide Pain
My life did a 180 degree turn around before and after my 58th birthday. Our son had moved out as an adult and was on his own. My husband died of a heart failure. After a year by myself I adopted two cats. Life became a little simpler. (Both of my sons were adults and … More Ten Life Lessons
Even though I live in North Carolina I enjoy going home to South Carolina where I grew up. I go to see the part of my family who still lives there about every 6-8 weeks,(that of course was before the Covid-19 virus.) When I could, I scheduled a trip to SC during peach season. I … More Peachy Hospitality
Water is one of the most wonderful creations. There are so many kinds of bodies of water and all are a vital part of our lives. Here is a list of 10 things that make me thankful for water. 1. On a hot day there’s nothing better than swimming in a pool of cool water … More So Thankful for Water
My dear friend, Morag Noffke wrote this beautiful post. It said many of the things I have said or feel. Maybe her words will touch you as they touched me. The title “The Sacredness of Being.” Sorry I can not copy and paste this. But it is worth the read. https://moragnoffke.wordpress.com/2020/05/09/the-sacredness-of-being/
And now for something a little different. I wrote this poem for my oldest son when he was about seven or eight. He is now a 6’6″ adult. Shopping for pants for my son Is considered by him not muc fun. But he’s smart so he let’s me know The pants, unlike him, do not … More Growth and Pants By Melodie Elaine Estes
As I sat on my screened in porch one morning I heard the varied songs of my feathered friends. When I heard one near me, I attempted to imitate his message in an effort to be friendly. He replied and then I mimicked his sounds again. Back and forth we went. Suddenly I begin to … More My Warbled Mind
