Photo by Marta Wave on Pexels.com So, where can someone go to be happy? I ask this question because I often consider getting into my car and driving to Nirvana, but I don’t know where it is. I hear song lyrics in my head about not looking in my rear-view mirror and I just want… Continue reading Nirvana
Author: PamR
Hi, my name is Pam. Welcome to my blog of whimsy and humor highlighting thoughts about My Life. Just about everything that has ever happened to me has happened to others and I believe sharing saves us from thinking all the time "Why me?" You are not alone. This blog is designed to let you know that. Along the way we will touch on some heartwarming and potentially less than humorous things because, well, life and all. But we will journey together. My plan is to age gracefully and enjoy life. I'm thrilled to have you along for the ride!
Growing in 2023
Photo by Pixabay on Pexels.com I began writing on a daily basis about 3 years ago, after the pandemic started, when a new-found friend I met in a Zoom room Life Coaching class introduced me to The Artists Way by Julia Cameron. I had been using Zoom for meetings for years at work and at… Continue reading Growing in 2023
Downy Ocean, Hon
“Can I get you anything else, hon?” “How ‘bout ‘dem O’s, hon.” “Have a good day, hon.” “Hon, your coat belt is dragging on the ground” And my personal favorite, when my husband ordered mashed potatoes with his sour beef at the local diner, the waitress (all the waitresses here grew up in South Baltimore)… Continue reading Downy Ocean, Hon
Grocery Store Blues
My neighborhood grocery store closed after decades of serving the community in which I grew up and currently live. I’m struggling to balance the hurt of seeing photos online of empty shelves with pleasant memories that keep flooding back in my visual recall. Not satisfied with the word of mouth and articles of announcement that… Continue reading Grocery Store Blues
Broken Bones and Cannons/Talking With My Grandfather
When I was in the fourth grade, I fell off a cannon and broke my elbow. It happened on the President’s Day school holiday multiple decades ago. Although they say I went into shock when it happened, I still recall everything about it: From my mother calling over her shoulder as I walked out the… Continue reading Broken Bones and Cannons/Talking With My Grandfather
My Happy Place
It all started when they stopped serving Diet Coke. “We don’t carry coke products anymore,” the food vendor said. And an ever so slight chill went up my spine at the utterance of the words. So slight, it was nearly undetected. I don’t recall the exact date but I know it was prior to July… Continue reading My Happy Place
Driving To Malibu
I dove head first into the social online communities that sprung up on the internet beginning in March of 2020 (we all know what happened in March 2020), and I remain, 18 months later, in awe of my good fortune. Already more than a year into an online program for my soul, I met a… Continue reading Driving To Malibu
Bats in the City
Let’s talk bats. Since I am not an expert on this subject, I’ll be doing a little research as I write this story. Let’s learn together, shall we? The purpose of this story is because every day I see a bunch of bats flying around in a group outside my house. Is that what we… Continue reading Bats in the City
Frankie, a cat tale
My next-door neighbor has a cat named Frankie. Every morning, as I sit writing in my journal, I catch a glimpse of Frankie as he comes out to greet the day. I recline in my writer’s chair positioned in my second-floor back room – my office – with my curtains pulled open as far back… Continue reading Frankie, a cat tale
The Last Time I Was Home
Photo note: The May procession through our neighborhood where my grandfather came to show his support. The Last Time I was Home was when I did a real estate tour of the former house where I grew up. The house became home that day because the most important person in my young life, my grandfather,… Continue reading The Last Time I Was Home
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