Sunday, June 19, 2022

Saturday, June 18, 2022

Yet, one more season of my life!

 I have been debating how to get this out to my book readers, so just gonna blog it.

  My husband, Glen, passed in 2014. I started journaling, then putting my feelings on social media. My friends said I was making them sad. So I stopped. Then I saw a small ad in the local paper asking a simple question, "Have you ever thought about writing?"

  I looked at Patches, my Jack Russell terrier, and said, "I believe I might give it a try."

  The first day I went to the group, Creative Quills, was May 10, 2016, and you are asking, how I know the date for certain. Well, I was scared to death. I hadn't even brought writing material, but the sweet lady who started the class, Andrea Foster, quickly handed me a college composition book, the pen I managed to fish out of my purse. Thank you, Lord, for small favors. We wrote to music and I came up with nothing. A big fat zero. Andrea still reminds me that everyone in the class thought I would not return, but I did and on May 24, 2016, I once again sat meekly, only listening, and then...

     Eureka, Andrea passed a box full of names and everyone took one. I drew, Rosie Redmond. I started writing, as I felt Rosie was an old friend. Just by holding that small strip of paper I immediately knew that Rosie was a scrubwoman in a high-rise office building and she had a friend named Sadie. The beginning of my first book and book 1 of my 'Season's Series' "A Different Season" was born. It was non-stop writing, and a lot of sticky notes I used to capture my every thought before I forgot. (Now I use my phone.) Book one was finished on August 22, 2016. I know now, that was in record time.

   Andrea, anxious to promote each person set up an interview with a newspaper that sent a reporter. When it was my time, I said I was through with my first book, A Different Season, thus named because I am in a different season than all my other friends. But to my astonishment, I kept talking and said my second book is, "Mist of the Moment", third, "Sweet Summer Rain" and fourth, "Wind of Change" Wow, everyone turned and looked at me. Where did that come from? Then the lady next to me leaned in and said, "Oh, a season's series, nice." Well, no it wasn't, but thank you, now it is."

  Book two, "Mist of the Moment" flew by much like "A Different Season". Then came book three, "Sweet Summer Rain."

   This is where I will leave you for now, because the most difficult part to relate is the next season of my life.

    Had a glorious trip to O'ahu and had to wear a mask on the flights, but during orientation on our first flight, they said that on April 18, 2022 CDC has removed the mask mandate on all planes and in airports, thank you, Lord.

    We flew in on Friday, March 25th, and the Uber driver said there was to be a celebration in Honolulu at 11:59 and we should stay up so we did, and at 11:59 everyone throw their mask away. Facial freedom was liberating.



Wednesday, June 24, 2020

       Hello everyone. Thank you so much for the likes and comments I've received. The Pandemic has opened up a whole different world for a lot of us. At least for me, it is strange being unable to dash here and there unconcerned and oblivious to any danger greater than the flu. 
      Streaming is all-consuming and six seasons of Longmire went quickly but looking for another Netflix high is near impossible. What has been your binge?
    I did plant a small garden and the wonderful people at Ross' delivered my plants. The tomatoes and onion on my scrambled egg sandwich were the best. I want butter lettuce next year. At the other house, we had asparagus that had made its way from our neighbors and is only a fond memory now. 
        My little Jack Russell, Patches had a birthday last month and is fifteen but hasn't slowed down much. He loves keeping the squirrels in tip-top shape and a walk in the park is on his daily agenda.
            Okay, it's your turn. Read any good books lately???
           What's your go-to comfort food? I'm thinking goulash. Maybe not cold enough for goulash and fried potatoes just yet. I could handle okra though.
            Great having this chat, so until next time wishing you all the best and sending prayers of protection for you and yours. God is good.💞

Tuesday, August 21, 2018

My blog opened this morning and I wondered what it wanted from me. As you know, I only like posting positive comments so I won’t relate about the plumbing issues but will tell you about a wonderful little church my Sister and I visited on our trip to the east coast.  It was raining cats and dogs on this Sunday morning and men were in the parking lot with umbrellas at the United Methodist  Church in Lizella, Georgia. I was researching material for the next book and was determined, Charleston, Beaufort and Savannah held the answer but since the books name is Sweet Summer Rain I might be mistaken. If you are on social media join them and soak up (no pun intended) some southern worship with these Godly people.  Hugs💞

Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Headed to vote. If you are registered please thank God for our liberty and freedom and go cast your ballot. If you are not registered please do so before our next election. This is how your voice is heard even though I’m a little disheartened over the 60 minute report of congress facilitating the spread of opioids by taking power from FDA, but by voting we can let our voices be heard.

Saturday, June 23, 2018

What do you do on a rainy day? Patches believes laying and watching it rain is perfect.