I am a widow since 2013 and live by myself in a small apartment. I use a wheelchair to get around, but I wouldn't consider myself disabled. I'm 11 years away from having bladder cancer resulting in a urostomy and I'm doing well. This cancer was a result of having radiation in 1995 because of uterine cancer. So have faith in yourself, a cancer diagnosis is not a death sentence. My first try at blogging was an attempt to help other people with my condition. I am a mother of three married children, and a grandmother to eight gorgeous kids, featuring them often here, and a great grandmother to two as of today, 6/7/25! I enjoy exploring my feelings and like to try the challenges. I like humor, music, movies, games, and some sports. I absolutely appreciate your reading and commenting on my blog. I am happy to read all of your blogs and learn more about you. Please comment however you like, ask whatever, and I'll answer honestly. Thanks for reading! Cheryl
“Wot?” first thought on my mind From British television finds It’s probably cliche Stereotypical English play I find it humorous all the same Liking comic games. “What is up” is common here Everyone asking, “should I fear?” Fates now in treacherous hands, “tis clear.
It wasn’t a smart choice—those jalapeño poppers were hot! She discreetly spit it into a napkin and pushed it through a refuse slot. She was in no hurry to meet the bus tonight. It must be a sign, maybe I need some proper clarity on exactly how old I am, the days of hanging out after work with a few people, as I recall, were free of care; being single and if you had one beer too many, a friend was always there to drive you home. The honesty of those times came flooding back as she walked the rest of the way to the bus. I guess I need to prepare myself that now I need a “pop” from the double shot latte at the coffee shop.
“An NPR investigation revealed that a VA home loan program intended to assist veterans ended up forcing thousands into high-cost mortgages. Documents obtained through the Freedom of Information Act indicate that at least 1,300 veterans faced monthly payment increases of over 50%. While a rescue plan being rolled out by the Department of Veterans Affairs is now being implemented, it excludes many who require assistance.”
cold city roadway early November blizzard sans holiday lights chilled boot print image sidelined lonely walk through spattered streets soon red and green will cheer them
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Bussokusekika-Japanese poetry form consisting of six lines with 5,7,5,7,7,7 syllables.
I use this Colorado photo for both Veteran’s and Memorial Day. The graves surrounding my granddaughter are family members who served in World War II, Korea and Vietnam era. My husband’s five uncles all served at the same time. My veteran family members are in New England sites. Whether serving now or in the past, we all have a deep appreciation and respect for military service people.
I hope you like this image, it’s from years gone by. When kids could play in the streets and time came easy by. The sign says 1940, I was a born a few after, And as a child my life was full of laughter. My early youth was dreamlike but nightmares did come later. Between wars I was born, too young to notice men forlorn as more conflict newly worn. Today this photo is the ideal, a warm presence and lesser fears. Only idyllic for some and then all disappeared. Progress came on many fronts, women and civil rights were fought… Finally some equalness to celebrate then rich and powerful changed our fate. Today the year is 2024, we should have freedoms…more and yet it seems we’re taken back to times when freedoms were in lack. I hope the laws put in place by even-hearted way back in that race Will stand and we can call ourselves The human race.
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Thanks again Kevin, many ideas from your images this week!
Apartment living is pretty great That is until you have to wait For repairs Sitting close to my fake electric flames I have one necessary aim Getting warm It seems the heater that provides warmth To fend off the cold from the north Is broken A week ago when it was warmer Put in a request to fix the former Nothing done If barbecues were allowed Or even candles, I’m not proud Could use them Alas, no news when it will be repaired And I have no long haired Furry companion With whom to share A blanket, flared Watching the snow fall In a moonlit glare No icicles yet formed On my hair At least it’s a comfy chair And soon I’ll repair To my bedroom lair And hope it’s fixed tomorrow.
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