Permission to write, paint, and imagine are the gifts I gave myself when chronic illness hit - a fair exchange: being for doing. Relevance is an attitude. Humour essential.
“Grandma, I had a great day at school! We learned about birds!” Four-year-old August is as passionate about birds as I am. “What did you learn?” I ask. “Birds will use just about anything to build their nests, even shoe laces.” Her eyes are wide and her expression radiates amusement. Every morning this week, a […]
Mother I feel you under my feet… Mother I hear your heartbeat… Mother I see you when the eagle flies… Mother please take me higher… Lens-artists Photo Challenge this week is a ‘you pick’. Reena’s Xploration challenge is a sentence to be used at the end of the post. I am indeed challenged by Reena’s […]
Looks as if Ric is facing another surgery. We’ll know by the 13th, if not sooner. Meanwhile, my own illness is flaring, and the new treatment is causing severe nausea and other complications. Thank goodness for my camera, which takes me out of myself, if only for a moment. Here are a few snippets of […]
Popping the bubbles on a newly tarred road… occasionally losing a flip flop and hopping one-footed to retrieve it. Climbing as high as I can up the Willow tree, where hidden from the world, I eavesdrop on passersby. Contemplating how beauty has never fit with the equation of self. All the glamorous dresses my father […]