This is a re-run of a popular post. It’s for those of us who sometimes feel as if we’re wearing a Cloak of Invisibility. Maybe it’s the white hair that puts up that Invisibility Shield; maybe it’s the wrinkles; I’m not sure what triggers this phenomenon. For example, in a room full of younger people, the […]
Sep 21, 2019
Who Is That Stranger I See?
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I write mysteries, but the greatest mystery of all is the identity of the old woman who inhabits every mirror of my house! Every one. I can’t look in any mirror and see the real me–vibrant, young, happy, not a gray hair on my head. No! This stranger has taken over. So, who is she, […]
Sep 16, 2019
Puddles and Ponderings
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When I was a child, Dad had a pond below the house by the barn. I used to drop a rock in that pond and watch the circles spread. Small circles at first, but spreading wider and wider. Life experiences are like that rock. They disturb the small surface of the pond and spread, sometimes […]
Sep 15, 2019
The Mystery of September Rain
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The Mystery of September Rain What is it about a gentle rain that is calming, soothing, and better than a lullaby for putting a person to sleep? Rain dripping from leaves and eaves, thunder rumbling softly in the distance, September, tucking the world in, a soothing backdrop to sleep. Nighttime rain is comforting; daytime rain […]
Sep 13, 2019
A Stranger in the Storm
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Grave Heritage Chapter 1 I awoke sitting straight up in bed, my heart doing double time. Was it rain pounding against my bedroom windows or the wind roaring around the house that had awakened me? Jethro, his feline apprehension alerted by my sudden movement, jumped from my bed and darted from the room. Straining to […]
Sep 4, 2019
The Lovely Gift of Listening
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Listening to someone, really listening and hearing what is said, can be the best gift you can give, and it doesn’t cost a dime, just a bit of your time. Recently, a friend suffered a traumatic event. She mentioned it in our conversation and I told her how sorry I was and how glad that […]
