• An organized desk
    Life Experiences

    Oh Those Distractions

    Having broken through whatever was keeping me from writing my blog I wrote two tonight and was preparing to go to bed in case I was lucky enough to sleep, when I thought to myself- you have to write another one. I had to have a discussion with myself about why it had taken so long to break through the block and I decided it was distractions. Here are some of them. Patience and Solitaire The most formidable is what I call Patience and what you call Solitaire. Then there is spider solitaire and I am hooked. One might talk or write about Pokémon or whatever that is. I don’t…

  • Birdie, 1938
    Humor,  Life Experiences,  Women’s enrichment

    Aunt Birdie

    On February 26, I flew out from Philadelphia International on my Aunt Birdie’s eighty-seventh birthday. Because I rarely sleep on planes I had time to think about her and the nature of my visit. Obviously I wanted to see her but it was more than that. She was an icon of warmth, unconditional love and laughter when I was a child. She was the light of an otherwise gloomy existence. I wanted her to know how much I appreciated her taking an interest in a little girl, and sowing the seed of self respect as no one else had. This in itself is a gift which I have passed onto…

  • 2 women in an old cafe
    Life Experiences

    Take It From Me, You Can Do It

    I wrote a poem many years ago when I was going through great trauma in particular about love and my part in it. It was after the divorce. Up to that point, I had been the worst codependent on the planet, well taught by my mother, so saying no and pretending I was independent with a lot of strengths, were largely a part of my fertile imagination. The marriage had been for almost twenty-five years and one evening my husband asked me, “What would you like for the Silver Wedding?”  I was in shock as I hadn’t received gift of that nature and from somewhere came a voice. I still…

  • The word Whoa on a stop sign
    Humor,  Life Experiences

    TCA – A New Self Help Group

    I bless the day that the remarkable Bill Wilson, together with Dr. Bob, counseled a third drunk and Alcoholics Anonymous was born.  It is hard to believe there was a time when there was no AA. Now there are many offshoots of this incredible worldwide program, all of which are very necessary. So, in due deference to Mr. Wilson, I decided to create yet another self-help group. It is called…………. TCA.  Technologically Challenged Anonymous. Did I mention, (Oh yes Yvonne, numerous times) that I am computer phobic? Whenever I try to contact the support system for my chosen carrier, I sing whilst waiting to be heard, “HELP, I NEED SOMEONE,…