This last spring I threw down some sunflower seeds right outside my carport. All summer long, as soon as I stepped outside I was greeted by beautiful colorful flowers.
But what about winter?
When all the beautiful flowers die, and it’s cold outside, everything is drab and brown. As an outdoor person, winter can be hard to get through. There are days when it seems as though spring will never come.
My saving grace?
I think growing up, everyone has that one mean old neighbor who gets pissed off at the littlest things.
For me, it was our next door neighbor. If you even stepped on his lawn he would threaten to call the cops. We used to do it on purpose just to piss him off and wave as we took that one step onto his lawn before laughing and running off.
Well, I think I’m turning into that neighbor.
We bought our property a little over a year ago. One of the things we love about it is how quiet the area is. All the plots of land are at least 5 acres. The next door neighbors are an elderly couple who are quiet and we love to visit with them a couple of times a week. …
It’s strange how different this new year is from all the others for me.
As soon as I woke up and went outside, a sense of hope and gratefulness filled me as I sipped my coffee. It was so profound, that I wished that every day was started that way.
That’s when I realized, it could be, if I wanted it to. It’s all in the mindset.
That first day after spending time with the family, we gathered around the fire and sat silently, watching the dancing flames. …
My mother was diagnosed with early-onset dementia years ago. I first noticed when I talked to her one day, and the following day we had the exact same conversation word-for-word.
It’s heartbreaking watching the strong woman who lived for teaching and taking care of children to be so physically healthy, yet her brain slowly started dying off.
It was heartbreaking when her pride took a hit and she didn’t want anyone to know, including her own siblings. Even though we explained that it’s not something to be ashamed of, it was something that was kept a secret for a while.
The hardest part though was knowing that I live thousands of miles away, and eventually my father would be the one left to take care of her by himself. …
One of the reasons I love writing so much is because I love reading so much. There is something special about getting lost in a story.
What I noticed this past year as I look back on the stories I’ve written are that my favorite ones are ones that tugged at your heart strings. One that comes to mind is:
This story is so not what I was originally going to write, but it’s where the characters took me. I think I was close to tears as I finished writing it.
Another story was one written about a family during the holidays. It made me really wonder what my own grandparents and their family did during the holidays when they were growing up. …
So, checking my dismal stats after the first day of the new year, I wasn’t expecting much. My views and reads were just about normal, yet the amount I made was…
What the hell is going on?
Now, I know I need to do more to get my stats up, but really? How exactly does 19 reads equate to $.04?
This is not the way I want the year to start.
At this rate, I’ll make enough to buy a coffee from a gas station. Wait, not when you consider the $5 membership fee. …
Every year, I look back on the previous year to see where I failed and where I succeeded. This helps me plan my yearly goals.
This past year was a bit of a crap shoot. I wouldn’t say it wasn’t a success, because in many ways it was. It laid down the foundation for what I want to achieve in 2021.
But while most people make resolutions, I do not. I make goals. What’s the difference?
Goals are adjustable.
I take my yearly goals and break them down into monthly goals and then further into weekly goals, daily goals, hourly goals. …
I’m not going to lie, 2020 was a shit year. And when there’s a shortage of toilet paper, that’s not a good scenario.
Looking back and reflecting on it though showed a different story. I always look back at the past year before I sit down and do my goals for the upcoming year, and I’m pretty pleased. Let me start at the beginning.
January. A month where I spent bringing in and taking out dozens of baby plants started. I lost about half of them due to freezes, the wind knocking them over, or me forgetting to water them and them drying out. …
After a crazy year, it’s nice to look forward to the one that’s quickly approaching.
I had so many plans and goals for 2020. We worked our tails off, and we did get a lot accomplished. With the world-wide pandemic, it shifted our priorities and brought was was honestly important to light.
Some garden beds were quickly established, a chicken coop erected. Freezers were stocked and the pantry was filled.
We got through the shutdown and before we knew it, we were back to work, trying to get used to the ‘new normal’.
Then we got slammed by not one, but two different hurricanes. …
This year’s Christmas was a strange one.
Normally it is my favorite holiday. I start shopping back in August, and by the end of November I’m done. This year that did not happen.
Because of all the craziness going on in our nation along with some personal family issues and my son moving back home, money was seriously tight. The stress of everything on top of everything (if that makes any sense) made a huge impact on my state of mind.
Not only by mid-November had I not bought any presents, but I didn’t have the money to, nor did I even want to. With two kids, it killed me. …