I’ve written about Sasha in other posts: here and here. Last night she went to play with loved ones in Heaven. I’m deeply sad, and yet relieved she is no longer suffering. She was my companion, my rock in times of grief, my joy all the time, my baby.
Happy New Year! I hope 2015 turns out to be a great one for you all.
‟A new year, a new you!” We hear it every year at this time.
Truthfully, I don’t like the phrase. I’d like to suggest instead: ‟A new day, a new you!”
Why must we wait until the beginning of a new year to work on becoming a better person (lose weight, save more money, be happy, etc.)? Every morning we atre gifted with a ‟blank slate” consisting of 24 hours. Hours that we have to do, create, or act in any way we want to. Many of us sit back and let these hours slide by without notice. Why not start being more intentional in how we use them? Imagine the things we could accomplish today, and every day, without waiting for January 1 every year.
Will you join me in replacing the old, tired cliche with this new one? Maybe post it on social media, or in your emails. Let’s start a ‟revolution!”
‟A new day, a new you!”
(NOTE) This is an article I wrote in 2010. I thought you would like to read it. When you aren’t sure what to make far a meal, pancakes are a great idea. And making a party out of them is always fun.
The butter sizzles and dances on the surface of the griddle. I watch as Momma pours the thick batter into the shape of an R, the first letter of my name. More batter, more letters; we are having a “Pancake Party.”
Occasionally, my mom and my Aunt Elna would mix up a big bowl of pancake batter, gather us kids together, and give us pancakes for supper. These weren’t ordinary, plain, round pancakes; they were unique, fancy, odd shaped pancakes.
Our imaginations ran wild as we made suggestions for shapes we wanted to see. “Make a flower.” We would say. “Can you make a boy, or a girl?” The free-formed shapes didn’t look perfect, but that didn’t matter to us. Continue reading
Occasionally, I like to take a break from writing and do something different. It might be painting—I love working with watercolors– or reading a great book. Last week, I felt that need. I think I was experiencing a “January funk’ when it came to writing. No matter how much I tried, I couldn’t get the words on the paper to make sense. After several attempts, I gave in to my muse and left her alone. To re-energize, I decided to flex a different creative muscle. I took on two projects; both were developing and publishing someone else’s book.
I discovered this book has been made into a film that is going to be in theaters around Easter. I hope it is true to the book and not “Hollywood-ized.”
I enjoyed the book very much and wrote this review a couple of years ago. I hope reading this will inspire you to either read the book or see the movie. It is an awesome story.
This Thursday we in the USA celebrate Thanksgiving. Families get together, watch football, and eat too much. Sometimes the festivities overshadow the day and we forget about why we came together in the first place.
While you are devouring that turkey or piece of pumpkin pie, give thanks for all the good things you have. A roof over your head, food in your stomach, and a warm bed to sleep in at night.
You may feel like life is kicking you around, but, there are others who have it worse. Take a moment during the day to remember your blessings. Show gratitude to your family and friends for their love and support, then…go have another piece of pie. 🙂
What are you thankful for? I’d love to read what you have to say; just leave your comments below. And have a Happy Thanksgiving!
Greg has been working with Dennise Sleeper on a children’s book about counting. It’s called Ten Little Gator Eggs. It is still in the production stage, but you can see it and follow the progress at its Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/TenLittleGatorEggs.
UPDATE: Ten Little Gator Eggs now available on Amazon.
See more “Gator Eggs” pictures, and more of his other work at his site: Greg Laws. Leave him your comments/ and feedback.
Five years ago if you had told me I’d have more than a desktop computer, I would have told you, “No way.” However, today I not only have my desktop, I also have a laptop, a Kindle Touch, a Kindle Fire, and an IPhone.
I added the IPhone this week. I have to laugh because five years ago I was adamant that I didn’t want (and didn’t need) a cellphone. I refused to be “so accessible.”
When I got my first cellphone, I was hooked. It was a basic phone that I could text, go online and, of course, make phone calls with. I was content with those features. My reason for getting it was because I wanted my own “private” phone; I had moved in with Greg and his mother and shared the house phone.
You’re getting some pictures of my cat, Sasha, today. I’m frantically trying to edit my book Diagnosed at Seventeen but didn’t want to not post something for you. I hope you enjoy the pictures and leave me a comment below.
Her name is Sasha and she has been my constant companion for seventeen years. Within the last few months, she started to exhibit weird behavior. It seemed to me that she showed signs of confusion, especially at night.