Personal Pigeonholes
Fleeing a Funk

Fleeing a Funk

Fleeing a funk may be a bit more challenging in this season of life; weighed down with memories and memorabilia that aren’t always easy to share.  I’ve been in a funk — or a slump —-  for a spell.  Whew . . .  My inner Mary Engelbreit has been warning me to SNAP OUT...

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In Between Surgeries

In Between Surgeries

Waiting In between eye surgeries what I was told is true. Now, with one surgery down and one to go, I see better without my glasses; except for up close reading. And when I put on older specs, it is like putting on the former cataract.  Talk about a memory lane not...

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Memories of a “Tear Down”

Memories of a “Tear Down”

Thirteen years ago we fixed up a cute little cottage in Dallas, some thought would be a tear down. (Hey, Hon! We live in a Tear Down! ) Now, it seems like we lived in a tear-down. Seems like we did!  Our perfect little empty nest changed hands again and was...

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A Window Washer Came

A Window Washer Came

Recently, a window washer came and removed layers of weather driven debris from our windows. The vestige of wind-driven rain on some windows clouded  our view. Kind of like the cataracts on my eyes that have “ripened” to the point of removal. I wish --hope-- they will...

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