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FIVE MINUTE FRIDAY: EMPTY ROOMS…

The rooms were full of noise, and stuff, and music. of laughter and words. of clothes and books. and unmade beds and phone calls.   Now they are empty. the beds are neat and tidy. There is no one to mess them up except for an occasional visit. The only things in...
HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR RON…

HAPPY BIRTHDAY DEAR RON…

Once again, our family’s birthday season has gotten underway.  It really started a week ago with Mia’s birthday, but it is now official with the patriarch of the family celebrating his almost three quarters of a century birthday.  The big one will be next...

FIVE MINUTE FRIDAY: WHAT IS REAL?…

What is real? The things I touch and handle? The things I can see? All that is physical around me that can be measured and counted?   What about the sweet smell of a newborn baby? I don’t remember a feeling more real than that! With sweat and pain...

FIVE MINUTE FRIDAY: ROAR!…

Five minute Friday.   What is it?  It was dreamed up in the very creative mind of Gypsy Mama. What are the rules? Write for 5 minutes…no editing, no back tracking.  I do reread it to be sure it makes sense and there are no typos. I can live with just so much...