TYRONE

My brother died 8 years ago today.  He was my only sibling.  Sometimes I can hardly remember him. He was older and when we were growing up little sisters were not important in the big scheme of things so I did not know him well.  

As I dealt with his belongings after we scattered his ashes I found a man I wish I had known better. AT THE END OF THE DAY...Sometimes I still miss him.

GIVING THANKS

Again

if i knew i could not fail

i would do it all again

i would marry young

to someone who believes in me

and makes my heart sing

i would give birth to

and raise children

who are loving and strong and bring me joy

if i knew i could not fail

i would do it all again

i would embark on a new adventure

in the second half century of my life

regardless of the obstacles in my way

with nothing more than

love to guide me

        ~fk~

AT THE END OF THE DAY...I am grateful for my family my friends and my wonderful life.

THE OTHER THREE HUNDRED AND SIXTY FOUR DAYS

I'm home alone this week.  This morning  it's quiet except for the heaters trying to cast off the chill from the rain and hail outside.  I like to wake up a bit at a time, so I only turned on a few low lights so I don't stumble on shoes and dog toys as I move through the house.  To me this is heaven. When Dave is home the lights from the house could be used to land a 747 in the fog.

As we near retirement I am looking forward to spending more time together taking long or short trips to places we both want to see but we are different in so many ways I'm also glad we have made it a habit over the years to spend time separate from each other to pursue the things we don't have in common. 

I like the beach, he likes to hunt.  I like to visit art galleries, he likes to visit outdoor shows.  I want to take ferry rides and visit the beautiful islands around here.  After over 20 years working for the Ferry system,  he would rather do anything else. 

Besides our love, our friendship, and our history with each other I believe this balance of togetherness and separateness is one of the things that has kept our marriage together for so  long. 

Today is our 45th wedding anniversary and Dave is on a hunting trip.  

I'm home alone this week and that's all right because...AT THE END OF THE DAY...it's the days between the anniversaries that make a marriage...and we have many more of those to celebrate.

THINK PEACE

"War is the ultimate male ego trip."

I don't support war. 

AT THE END OF THE DAY...I do support the brave men and women in the military.Thank you to my beautiful granddaughter who is in the Navy and all the other Veterans on this Veterans Day.

NOW WE KNOW

It's a girl...

HEARTBEAT

i heard baby's heartbeat

welcome welcome

into our multi-layered family

Time Change

AT THE END OF THE DAY... "Time is making fools of us again."

Boring is All in Your Viewpoint

When I started this blog I planned to post every few days but that's easier said than done.  Days can go by with nothing interesting happening and it makes me question if my life is too boring to blog about.

I am a solitary person.  We've always lived in the country so I guess it's as much by circumstance as choice that I don't get out much.  This week the only place I've been is into the library and the grocery store.  I got a new scanner but I ordered it online.

The rest of the week was taken up learning how to use the scanner,  deciding which of my printers is better for printing directly on fabric, and working on the few Christmas gifts I am making this year.  Today I'm having my car worked on so my daughter will pick me up and we will hang out and shop until it's done. 

AT THE END OF THE DAY...I've concluded my life isn't boring, it's ordinary.  I've lived through the 'worried sleepless' years, the 'exhausted to tears'  years and the 'what's next drama' years.  So I'll take 'ordinary'  and write about that...after all...my ordinary could be extraordinary to someone else.