The bat hanging upside down laughs at the topsy-turvy world. ~Japanese proverb
I Monkey here.
Well, it’s about time I got in on the fun.
The bat hanging upside down laughs at the topsy-turvy world. ~Japanese proverb
I Monkey here.
Well, it’s about time I got in on the fun.
A poet once wrote: “Let every man sweep in front of his own door and the whole world will be clean.” ~The Rotarian, November 1952
Does anybody truly like to pick up dog poop?
A friend dies or leaves us: we feel as if a limb was cut off. ~Thomas Jefferson, third President of the United States
My “tiny” break lasted longer than I’d anticipated … longer, in fact, than any other break I’ve taken since starting this blog a dozen or so years ago.
Thank you for your patience.
All changes, even the most longed for, have their melancholy; for what we leave behind us is a part of ourselves: we must die to one life before we can enter into another! ~Anatole France, French poet, journalist, and novelist
From the time I was a child, my dad used to remind me, The only things certain are death and taxes.
To that list, I’d add change.
Each prejudice we harbor occupies space where God would anchor more of His love. ~William Arthur Ward, American motivational writer
Symbol of times past
Evokes hurt feelings today
Unacceptable
Note: What do you think about these statues? Are they blatantly offensive, or are they merely a lawn decoration like gnomes? For further information, here’s an NBC News report.
The man with a clear conscience probably has a poor memory. ~Author unknown
I read an article recently that advised everyone to get rid of things their kids would never want.
Things like fine china, used linens, collectibles (Beanie Babies, anybody?), furniture, medical equipment, old cards and letters.
This was before my Mom passed, before I started sorting through her things.
A mom’s hug lasts long after she lets go. ~Author unknown
Moms
Are the
Official
Storytellers
Of our lives, and once
They pass on, we become
Aware there’s nobody else
Who knows us and loves us the way
Our moms did. Perhaps that’s why losing
Your mom feels like having your heart cut out.
Those who tell the stories rule the world. ~Author unknown
Storytellers bolster our confidence,
Remind us of our identity,
Preserve our family history.
Other females might step up
To fill the vacancy,
But nobody can
Replace our mom
When she’s gone
From our
World.
Note: Poetry form is a Double Etheree.
The dog may be wonderful prose, but only the cat is poetry. ~French proverb
Like a cat
I sometimes
Curl up in
A sunny
South-facing
window and
Nap or read
(Sometimes both!)
I find it
Soothes me and
Readies me
To face the
Remainder
Of my day.
How about
You? Are you
A window
Napper, too?
Or maybe
Only a
Cat-Watcher?
God pours life into death and death into life without a drop being spilled. ~Author unknown
As many of you now know, I lost my mom two weeks ago.
Her passing wasn’t totally unexpected because she had several medical conditions (any one of which could’ve killed her). Yet death is always unexpected, and we’re never ready for it.
I Monkey here.
Mama can’t post right now; in fact, she’s going to be offline for a while, and I’m closing comments because I Monkey have to help her.
You see, Grandma passed away. While it wasn’t unexpected, it’s still a time for mourning and healing.
Thank you for understanding. We love y’all!