The Bag Lady

Just sitting here finishing my grilled cheese

Read Danny’s post, and thinking, jeez!

Is he trying to push his luck?

Wants to be lightning struck?

Actually I really agree

But that’s just for him and me

You all can think what you like

But I admit I’m afraid of the lightning strike

It’s one of those things like Murphy’s law

Or a jinx if you will, happens to all

Just when you think everything’s fine

Sit back, relax, maybe drink some wine

Whack! Here it comes, the “I told you so”

You shouldn’t have thought it would easily go

Letting your guard down, sitting back

Causing fate to step in and it has a knack

For tripping you up, letting you know

There’s no way you’re in total control

Now the Prompt of course is imagination

And it’s times like the above causing consternation

That your mind can make things hopefully viewed

And you find, it’s okay, and what is valued

That life is sometimes hard we can all agree

But your brain and mind will be helpful to thee

Let you see what is, but also what can be

That’s how I see it, do you think like me?

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/imagination/

I thought about this Prompt a lot, and after first thoughts of the basic “golden rule”, love–all the regulars, I think one that pertains to me and my children and their families is perseverance.

Everyone has struggles, some more than others. It can be choosing a path and realizing you took the wrong one, having the strength to make a decision to choose again, and the hope to be successful. Deciding to have children and doing your best certainly takes perseverance. I’ve read blogs here from people striving to be the best parent; it takes strength and courage.

Health problems are explored in this medium, even in my own case. Believe me, it takes gumption to maintain a good attitude and care for yourself even though you’re tired of fighting it, either physical or mental, sometimes both. And these stories are from what I assume to be intelligent, successful people who have fought and won, or not giving up until they achieve their particular idea of success.

What is also on my mind is the other half, the ones with no help, no support of a loved one or even a stranger across the world. I wonder how to really help them in the best way. We need to persevere to find the answers.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/02/25/sunday-writing-prompt-243-core-beliefs/

She woke up to find him sprawled over the kitchen buffet, a wonder to behold except for the constant snoring in his dreams. Was he envisioning the barmaid that waited on him, asking his order, or the half naked dancers at the end of his rented hotel room bed? Jason would often be found this way, hungover, useless again this day, unable to be the husband she had wanted.

It was only another familiar morning in her life. Even the darkened clouds of rain refused to faze her anymore.

https://mindlovemiserysmenagerie.wordpress.com/2018/02/24/

Tiny flying beauty

Stops to rest

A busy day, but hungry

And this feeder serves the best

Delicious little bits of food

A peck here and there

Gives him strength

To soar everywhere

Time To Write: Picture Prompt 14

We share a heart

When we are close

It beats as one

At first mine starts to flutter

Then as we close

Yours takes over

Yours is stronger

Covers mine

Insisting closure

A need to synchronize

As we join

It gets louder because

Two hearts beat as one.

Weekend Writing Prompt #43 – Heartbeat

She sat there drinking her tenth cup of coffee. Marie was at a loss, just watching her husband. Sadness filled her heart, seeing him trying to complete the repair. She couldn’t stop herself from observing, making sure he was safe, even though she knew it bothered him.

Since Frank returned a broken man, not only in body, but in mind, she was not able to figure out how to be around him. They called and explained everything before he came home. She knew the injuries would be bad, knew he would not adjust easily, but not how to help him.

Frank turned his back on her. He felt her watching him. He knew she loved him, even accepted his new form, but he could not accept it. He felt he was practically useless now, but had to keep trying to accomplish at least one, just one small job he could have done before in a few minutes.

Marie felt she should leave him alone but was afraid he might hurt himself, also what he might do. Other military wives and husbands had been through this but their advice seemed frivolous. Just being there by his side, loving him, was not the answer. She would try again to convince him to seek help.

https://randomnessinked.wordpress.com/2018/02/25/let-it-bleed-7/

Doors have always been interesting to me, the physical doors you can touch and the ones in your mind. A beautiful door can add so much to a home, it’s like the frosting on a cake. We had romantic French doors in our Houston home and they are probably my favorite of all inside doors.

Doors of the mind can be a mirror of your personality, either open or closed, inviting or intimidating, locked or unlocked. I try to keep an open door in all aspects of my life, and since this Prompt is supposed to be a door I opened this week, here’s mine:

I was shopping and an older man appeared in a steam punk outfit. I had to wait beside him temporarily and being me, I had to say something. “I love your hat, actually I love the whole outfit!”

He smiled and replied, “I was stuck on a limb for over forty years but now I can finally wear what I choose. I’m not a biker, but I like the style of this leather jacket…..”

I opened a door, met an interesting person and it made my day. And I know what you’re thinking, but no, I don’t go around picking up men at the mall. 😂

http://lindaghill.com/2018/02/23/the-friday-reminder-and-prompt-for-socs-feb-24-18/

Brownish hair with streaks of blonde and red

Large brown eyes with touches of gold

Creamy cheeks sprinkled with freckles

Long brown lashes and soft brows

Rose tinted lips always smiling

Petite form of loveliness

An astral vision of sweetness

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/astral/

This lovely lady at https:randomnessinked.wordpress.com

nominated me for this award. I am grateful for awards, and this is one of my favorites. Thanks! The rules for this award:

Questions asked her nominees are:

My answers are:

1. My inspiration is just life. I have a rewarding life thanks to my family and friends.

2. Thankful

3. The first time I got cancer, 23 years ago. I never had any idea I would get it, I knew heart disease was in my family and worked hard to not be vulnerable to that, but the cancer was a surprise. I learned life is precious and not to take people for granted.

4. I guess the best thing is my sense of humor.

5. Caring, loyalty, trust, just a few.

6. Just that, being alive, and all that entails.

7. An outlet, a way to express myself no matter how I’m feeling at the moment.

I read and follow a lot of blogs, way too many to list here and I realize I wouldn’t be here without Saumya’s list. However I don’t want to hurt anyone by leaving them off a list. I have discovered some new ones I’ll list here, but I have lots of oldies and goodies not in this list:

Fandango @ fivedotoh.com

Jim @ mnghostt.wordpress.com

Don @ cigarman501.wordpress.com

Bethanykays.com

James @ thisismytruthnow.com

Some questions for the above bloggers if they wish to answer are:

Why did you start blogging?

What’s your favorite type of blog to read?

What did you first expect from starting a blog and is it any different at the present time?

I love blogging and have met so many wonderful, funny, talented people here, learned a lot, read a lot and I thank every one of you for being here!

Cheryl

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What a Prompt for today! Sometimes they fit so perfectly, I wonder if there are hidden cameras about….yikes, what a thought! I am having my fifteen year old grandson staying with me this weekend, he will be here in a couple of hours. He is the most conversant person on the planet, well except for my oldest son, now fifty, who we named the walking encyclopedia when he was a child.

As we discuss anything and everything, my visitor often surprises me with his words. He is a constant reader, and fast, works as a volunteer in the library and is on the debate team in high school. Perfect for him, because like me, he is a “big mouth”, loves to talk and reason out things verbally. More than one time in a group we have all told him, just stop talking😂. And it always takes more than once, after all he is a teenager.

Along with his vast knowledge there are a few holes of course, he’s only fifteen. I lent him a signed book I purchased for a veteran patient at the VA hospital: “Sergeant of the Guard,The Road in Iraq” written by Sergeant R. Morgan Crihfield. After reading it, he said,”I heard these things happened, and the training, but this is real!” In his defense, he was thirteen at the time. I never censored my kids’ reading/watching or grandkids either, unless specifically asked by their parents.

I’d better get some coffee going, it’s going to be an eventful weekend!

https://dailypost.wordpress.com/prompts/conversant/