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Been writing my story in a diary since I was eleven. I created my pathway through adult life partially from looking back at what I had written in my diaries, seeking what I might learn. I enjoy family, meditation, nature, the arts. 2014 was the most stressful, sad year of my life. 2018 and since then finds me moving with more comfort into the life of a widowed person, becoming more competent, more peaceful.
You gain strength, courage and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. You are able to say to yourself, I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along.
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Not a new computer in OLD
I am fighting to type each line here, because I don’t have a new computer and I could have one…it’s just that I haven’t had the energy to deal with the change out. Maybe it is my age, but dealin...
Wondering how to note 2021 in 2020
I’ve forgotten how to add 2021 to my prosebook here. Maybe some one would help me?
My first entry of 2021 in 2020
My gosh! I have not written here because (blush) I was too lazy to find my password and I was asked to enter it for no reason I could determine. I hate the password memory game. So. I’m that ...
After Talking to a New Widow I Wrote: in 2020
That Black and White Photo I am the crow in that black and nest-like chair. You see how the sun squawked, its slashes as black and white as death. You see my feet in old, long-baked boots at res...
Catching Up Thoughts in 2020
Easy listening music in the house today, filling up the corners and touching the ceiling with happy soft sound. The house has been roofed. Not without stress but it is finished. I had a new ha...
Feathers in a Stream in 2020
I’m a feather-in-a-stream sort of gal, happiest just moseying along. Today was like that all day. I awoke early and knew I needed to get up so I could catch the yard crew and remind them they n...
A True Story That Happened in Italy in 2020
I mentioned that yesterday my friend and I exchange stories about our trips abroad. The one that flowed into my memory I’d not thought of in years. It happened near Venice. I was so glad to te...
I awoke at 2 a.m. Groggy. Reached out to Kermit…found once more he wasn’t there. Picked up my book (The Richmond Slave Trade by Jack Trammell) and read for several hours. Kept thinking I’d fi...
Talked my Face Off in 2020
Yep, my best and closest friend visited in person yesterday, from 1 to 6 o’clock and I talked my face off. She did, too. Whew! Isolation silence flew out the window. I feel much more myself t...
Hidden Companion in 2020
Yes, I have a hidden companion now. A toad hopped into the house when a workman took a door down to replace the weatherproofing strip on the door’s bottom. I saw the toad hope in, over the work...
FB friends…Check out the photo on my facebook page if you’d like to see my two new grandsons, post adoption picture. Just got some from a professional shoot.
Going Through Today's Thoughts in 2020
It’s Monday in a very hot FL week. I saw the red line staunch on my outdoor thermometer just beneath 100 degrees yesterday afternoon. I was annoyed with my getting older body that all at one ti...
The Ear Saga Continues, as Does the Heart Saga in 2020
One thing about a lingering health problem that I observe–one has an opportunity to learn more about one’s own body. So intricate! Much better check up report on Wednesday and then even though t...
Attacked By A Flying Ceramic Mug in 2020
Ok. Picture a woman sitting on a sofa, putting ear drops in her infected ear and sitting with head tilted to await the medicine entering her outer ear. She’s watching TV, is comfortable with...
New Avenue of Thoughts re Memories in 2020
On the theme of memories increasingly floating back to me as this pandemic extends, and that I am approaching my 79th birthday new and welcome thoughts occur. And on the theme of this boost in m...
I couldn’t join the zoom meeting to see my daughter’s foster children adopted. Just now. I downloaded the site. Used my password. It recognized me and then when I entered the court password to ...
Catching Up Here and in Old Diaries/Journals in 2020
I haven’t been writing as usual here in the past weeks, or writing anywhere, but I do continue with creative options to watch great movies, seek out arts and nature shows on TV, read, print some...
Exciting News in 2020
On Thursday afternoon of next week my daughter Karen and her husband will adopt their two foster sons. The long awaited event will take place at their home, not the courthouse where before the p...
Life's Ironies! in 2020
Life’s Ironies! I finally am scheduled to see an ear doctor tomorrow. I saw one in March for a problem and I was to return the next week. But the office closed. I’ve been newly deaf in my right e...
What's Going On? in 2020
I’m so sleepy. For days I have felt as if I want to climb into bed, even though I get more than an average amount of sleep, and feel rested when I wake up. Ever since about eleven this morning,...
Following Through in 2020
I have a audio doc appointment for next week. Following through to prevent the sense of isolation within groups, isolation that I have fought for so long. Thanks to my friend Kara here I have l...
Where do the hours go? That’s an often repeated question in my life here at Idle Hours. I get up thinking that I’ll go and spend the day outside or will shop or will see a film and before I kno...
About Today in 2020
This is an entry being written outside on the back fence patio. i have a view of the entire back and side yards, which are not in great manicured shape but very beautiful to me. I am so gratefu...
Watching the Trump impeachment Q&A this afternoon. I like the order existing and the control of speakers’ time in this method of presentation. Once or twice I even found in myself some unders...
I needed to run the air conditioner today! Crazy and unprecedented weather this winter in Central FL. What is likely to happen is a freeze and it will be catastrophic because all of my plants a...
