Another shot at morning words. I know I had another name for it, and I will search, but for now I must just write. I haven’t a topic however I searched through some recent photos and came across this one of Ivy sharing some time with me. I don’t recall why it was just she? …
Somehow I’ve almost lost my train of thought, something shiny caught my eye. Almost is the key word I guess, and “Broken” would be right up there. I was lamenting my lack of feelings for members of my family, in particular my parents. It’s not just that I don’t like them for some reason, …
Once again I come with hat in hand, writing with no idea what words will pour forth, I have an idea of what I want to say but not how to say it. I come begging that the thoughts will somehow magically appear on the page. The last little while I’ve felt decidedly cranky, my …
A kiss is but a symbol of our love, and what can be more pure than a mother’s love for their children.
Not being as organized as I could be perhaps I did not make it to my journal this morning. I may write in it later but for now this will have to suffice. After a quick breakfast and some endearing words to my wife I loaded up the truck and went off to help a …
It’s often interesting to me how the written word, and often other benign media, can have such an impact on ones mood, in this case bringing me to sadness. It’s not only the sadness of loss, which I certainly feel, but the sadness of loves felt and missed. The book I’m reading, fiction in this …
“Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.” – William Shakespeare