Don’t say that you miss me, just because I miss you. Don’t tell me you love me, if it isn’t true. Don’t send me the kisses, you send someone else. Don’t put yourself out there, while I’m on a shelf. Don’t let me shed tears for you, night after night. Don’t give me false hope, because that’s just not right. Don’t let me pray for you, to heaven above. Don’t let me feel sadness, as I feel this love. Don’t think that these feelings, are going away. Don’t think I won’t love you, til my dying day. Don’t think I … Continue reading Don’t

She’s Fighting For Her Freedom: Who The Hell Am I Here?

There are times when I miss the bliss of ignorance…the contentment of giving up hope…the calm of not caring. I can’t even remember myself before our first conversation. What was I doing? How did I spend my time? I was going on Tagged…happily…not…sharing my time…or my life…or my personal details with any of the men to whom I talked. I never complicated anything…in any way. I would have been bored…but not to the point of desperation…alone…but not to the point of being lonely. I was okay…not…thinking about being held…or being kissed. I did not have fantasies about being with a … Continue reading She’s Fighting For Her Freedom: Who The Hell Am I Here?

She’s Fighting For Her Freedom

   She’s there again, fighting for her freedom. She’s beating at the cage behind my eyes, inside my head, squeezed between my brain cells. Bits and pieces of her ooze between synapses. I did tell her I would start another blog for her. I’m still working on my own. Trying to build a following, trying to learn ping backs, featured imaging, links. I’m trying to be visible here. Generate interests. Support my fellow bloggers, keep up with comments. Everyone is so interesting, and I lag behind on my own posts, but she is persistent. I’m warm and fuzzy mostly, she … Continue reading She’s Fighting For Her Freedom

My Granddaughter Said What?

In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Karma Chameleon.” I believe in God and His word. There are so many things I question in this world. How does this or that work? If I could afford it, I’ve often said, I’d be a professional student. There are also things I question in my family, especially the young people. I just wrote a post about a woman’s face in a picture with my granddaughter. Now I found this prompt about reincarnation. When a granddaughter (the older sister by 7 years of the granddaughter in the ‘face’ photo)was four, she told … Continue reading My Granddaughter Said What?

Writing With Pen and Paper: Daily Prompt

This is a given for me. Doing this, typing my words as I think them, this is hard. I am a hunt and peck person so typing takes time. If I tried to type a story, I’d lose the idea while typing the title. So pen and paper has always been my method. Besides, I love the feel of my words as they flow from my fingers. I have so much written in long hand and I never tire of writing that way. I will never tire of writing that way. Continue reading Writing With Pen and Paper: Daily Prompt

The One That Got Away: Not Really

This is the Weekend One Warrior blog, the write whatever assignment. Well I’m writing about the assignment I missed. The ‘Say Your Name’ blog. I was just reviewing 101 and there it was, the one that got away. So I read the interesting post, the clever input provided and realized my title is…well…not even a title. It’s a pen name. So now I’m sitting here with songs, movies, books and various antics of family members dancing in my head like leftover Christmas wrapping. Pretty paper, but hey, it’s January. I do have other sites that house blogs, poetry and even … Continue reading The One That Got Away: Not Really

Hello Dream Reader. You Know Who You Are.

Hello You. I have to tell you how much I am enjoying this blogging 101. I contribute this to knowing you and the inspirational influence you have had on me for more than 18 months. I have written blogs, poems and letters filled with imagery we’ve never shared, kisses we’ve never felt and the pain we’ve often endured. There are times that I have been so tired from the emotional turbulence of our lives, that all I’ve wanted to do is sleep. Continue reading Hello Dream Reader. You Know Who You Are.

Hello Neighbors

Okay, so here I am still awake at 3p.m. after working all night and I have found more than five blogs to follow, all of which captivated my fatigued brain cells. There’s not enough cells left awake right now to be witty, but there were enough of them awake to read The Mom in Black, Write Meg!, Leaf and Twig, I Kissed My Date Goodnight, Spontaneous Tomato, Clicky Chick Creates and a couple of others. I really enjoyed this assignment. I’ve always enjoyed meeting new and interesting people. Now I can even follow them without being accused of stalking. Well … Continue reading Hello Neighbors

Okay. Here I Go

I’m here because I joined the YMCA in November. It’s right around the corner and I have yet to make use of my, membership. I have been with WordPress a lot longer, have posted a few blogs, but though my computer is right in my living room, I have yet to maintain a steady blog. I decided to go public with blogging to conquer my fear of sharing, to toughen up, so to speak. Knowing I have an audience will encourage me to up my game. I read the blogs here and I admire everyone for their commitment. I want … Continue reading Okay. Here I Go