“When one door closes, another opens.” ~ Alexander Graham Bell
Too often we focus on the sordid trodden path and sadly fail to
seek other opportunities at which we may per chance become
Over the weekend a fellow blogger shared a post on the reasons
some blogs fail while others flourish.
I printed his post out and reflected on it.
The realization hit me. I needed to take a brand new
route, devise a plan with a fresh outlook and content.
What in life makes you happy? What puts a smile on your face?
And so with time ‘The Tapestry of My Life’ will evolve reminiscing
years of textile art, several crafts woven, referenced by the world
I shall try to refrain from those warped threads hidden in the work.
Reflecting back it’s hard to focus on whatever actually was positive as
daily reads and gruesome tales were the constant everywhere.
Step outside amidst ‘The Twilight Zone’.
I listened, I watched, I realized whatever I wished for was not in the cards
so best to accept fate.
For those who faced this most difficult time, remained positive and somehow
managed to be productive, I applaud you.
As a popular country western singer related, “This feels like prison.”
For certain since it’s NO you can’t do this and NO you can’t do that to this date.
My entire life I’ve never been a quitter. The Pandemic took its toll on me.
Slowly the depressed state of mind set in when I realized the scheduled
organization of my apartment wasn’t going to occur.
As the DIY list grew so did the anger and bitterness.
So many personal questions void of real answers or solutions.
I’ve grown tired of remembering that which I wish to forget so instead
I’ve given thought to writing more about what brought ‘LOVE’ into my
life before and after the empty nest syndrome.
Arts and crafts from this day forward – bi-weekly posts.
Still tired – bit confused
Dang tenant lacks consideration
Life full deceit
Winner be versus admission defeat
Additional notes topic wisdom
Another chapter versed Ageism
I didn’t realize yesterday was ‘National Forget-Me-Not Day’ until I brought up
the page of my favorite senior center early this morn.
The post must have been incoming the latter portion of the day thus I missed it.
No e-cards sent nor received, no special phone calls nor a quite popular way to say
‘I miss you’ – ‘I remember you’ by sending a packet of Forget-Me-Not seeds via mail.
What’s happened to humans? We forget to remember.
Perhaps a calendar of what each day is special for would be a wonderful
It’s interesting how a bad experience can alter one’s mood.
Yesterday I asked my hometown group a question with regard to vehicle
inspection stickers and extensions.
I was thankful to the intelligent individuals who replied; however, the group
administrator (name foreign to me) commented I should inquire at the RMV.
It’s interesting how a bit of power from someone younger goes straight to
Early afternoon while still sunny and balmy I proceeded to the mechanic’s
garage and the sticker good for one year is now adhered on my vehicle’s
Today – hey I’m blogging about myself – a page from the daily diary.
I did some writing – three people received e-mails from me as I found it’s best
not to procrastinate when the opportunity arises to write them.
Reading news articles, writing mini-letters – I shouldn’t have sat down on the
couch with my notebook. Why?
No lunch rather took an early p.m. nap. Oh, lovely!!
I’m near 100% certain this post is far from what I would have written had I
remained awake earlier today.
Tired I think I’ll close rather than continue to babble out loud. I realize anyone
who reads this can’t actually hear my voice; they can form their opinion though
based on my thoughts typed here.
Today’s questions: post-election
Question: Have the results of the US Presidential election left you feeling relieved,
apprehensive, hopeful or some other emotion?
Answer: apprehensive as I read the possibilities that ‘may’ lie ahead for citizens.
Question: Have you been surprised at all by the emotions and reactions of others
regarding the results?
Answer: No, people form their own opinions and if you don’t agree with
them then best you ‘walk on eggshells’ and refrain from the topic of politics.
Atop the mountain view
Most worrisome cloud e’er knew
Golden years sad constant blacken
Plague negative sources ’bout happen
Majority folks petrified country dread
Cloud huge looms day-after-day overhead
Supermarket shelves items hard shoppers find
Thanks greedy humans playing card unkind
Schooling options hybrid versus remote online
Job loss everywhere large unemployment lines
Chaos, civil unrest amid considered life new norm
Masks requirement mandatory – optional gloves worn
Social distancing limit interaction family and friends
Weeks turn months – questionable period curse e’er end
Positive smiles worn hidden constant concerns fear
Await cell phone notification alert country fine – all clear
Today’s submission highlights another numerical square of October’s calendar page. (check)
Recently I received a notification, an anniversary celebration 4 (four) years blogging.
Sadly the followers count appears to place me in the ‘not so popular’ rank / category.
I’ve done my best while dealing with a vast amount of negative circumstances – most
which I chose not to share – as personal info I consider to be private.
I believe we all like to feel we belong somewhere in this vast world only right
now I’m numb.
Every time I join a group the majority of others have a significant other on whom they
Since I’m human I can’t help but wonder ’bout all those ‘whys’ with no valid answers.
I feel the need to rethink this goal a bit and decide either to pursue / continue or
quit / give up.
To those bloggers who interact with me and leave nice comments I say ‘Thank you’.
Okay I guess my thoughts are now headed for Blogosphere.
I face the decision to return tomorrow or leave the world of writing over here.
Genetics 'n circumstances
Resulted in GAD diagnosis
A daily force to reckon with
No, I didn't ask for 'emphasis'
Fourteen years psychotherapy
Ne'er erase true past events
Leavings years of faithfulness
Still incapable if e'er circumvent
This morning's start was accompanied by a strange sensation foreign to me.
A state of extreme calmness left me wondering what's ahead - like little
I accessed Facebook and read two posts = sad medical situations written
by friends of friends.
Numb to it all
I guess the one word 'support' something lacking within my personal life at
the present time has impacted me somehow.
I feel like a weed - no more flower. Faced with my own medical issues to be
addressed next week I felt no desire to place usual encouraging words.
Over a period of time I've joined groups, shared info and interacted with
numerous members, people who've experienced similar hardships, people
who actually understand.
What happened to my compassion and empathy for others??
Could it be I'm having a bad day??
Who knew it was World Mental Health Day??
I discovered first thru a post that appeared in the Reader then I
followed up with a double-check on the internet and 'yes' tis true.
A pprehension (fear that something unpleasant about to happen) creates
N ervousness (state of constantly being nervous / on guard) happens
X actly (precise response evil doers wish for innocents) following
I rritable (annoyed from reading news articles actual facts unknown) decision
E nthusiasm (skills personal start-the-day best used elsewhere) happiness
T ake-charge (mode daily behavior mood control whatever) depends
Y earning (desire feelings of peacefulness thru other venues) social media good-bye
For years I subscribed to the local newspaper until the cost increased several times
(way too pricey) and majority of we folk took to reading articles on our computers.
Today started like many other with my thyroid medication and a full 8 ounce glass
For the next 30 minutes to an hour (time suggested not to partake in nourishment)
I read excerpts from news articles as follows:
Across the state border in the capitol of the smallest state in the union teachers
were protesting back-to-school conditions.
In disbelief I read how there were crumbs from March still on desks and mouse
droppings waxed over on floors. Ick!
The fans blow in dirt from the outside and there is a breakdown in
communication with parents. Ugh!
The public library in the same state located in a prominent small historic
oceanside town had opened its’ doors to the Public. Nice!
Moving on an article about a detention center down south caught my eye.
An OBGYN has been accused of performing hysterectomies on detainees
without their consent. The same physician fined years previously paid
out a six-figure settlement. Really??
Next and last before I left the news page was an article about two parties’
involved in a trademark infringement countersuit. If the second party
had agreed to pay the first party $10 million no legal action would have
been undertaken. Uumm!
It seems by all appearances the way to earn big money of late is to sue
another for whatever.
Off to check on the out-of-control deadly wildfires out west in states of
California, Washington state and Oregon.
Deaths, massive destruction, unhealthy air spreading to East coast and
a picture which resembles Hell, the place of perpetual fire for evil souls.
As I reread what I typed for this post with the exception of the re-opening
of the library all news is of negative nature.
I think tomorrow I shall begin a new regimen similar to when I worked
and refrain from accessing the computer early morn.
You wake up refreshed (if not an insomniac) and within an hour’s time
your mood has changed to either semi or full-blown depressed thanks
to news you read. Imagine!