Collection of Time

For months I’ve been looking at sand timers. Pinterest knows, and my feed is filled with them. I discovered quickly that some of the pictures were just pictures of sand timers and not actually for sale. Today, I walked into a store I’ve not visited before. It looked like a Home Depot for housewares. It… Continue reading Collection of Time

Drink the Glitter

“There’s so much glitter”, she said. “I’ll take that one”, was my response. “No, it’s okay. I’ll just drink the glitter!” This is a normal conversation between my daughter and me. This is also the second time this week she’s made a cup of tea, only to find glitter floating in it. The glitter is… Continue reading Drink the Glitter

There Is Happiness

Writing is happiness. I’m not sure if it brings it in, or if I have so much happiness, it’s a form of release. Sloth’s and candles are happiness. Being here with you is happiness. Thank you for the love and care on my previous post. I was struggling to find my happy again. A friend… Continue reading There Is Happiness

Pause and Rest

I walked out on the front porch with coffee in hand. It was early morning, but the temperature was already warm. August in Texas. My daughter gauges my well-being by the amount of glitter on the porch. This morning, you could tell it has not been maintained and every potted plant was struggling. I sat… Continue reading Pause and Rest

All the Magnificence

My daughter has left for the weekend. We have this word we’ve been using. Magnificent. Let the weekend begin. I hugged her before she left and she said, “You smell good.” I was wearing my shimmer mist, so maybe she will see some glitter from that hug later on. She texted me once she arrived… Continue reading All the Magnificence

A Marvelous Option

My daughter came home Monday to our front porch sprinkled with glitter. She’s concerned about leaving me alone on the weekends now. 🙂 I explained how it all started with her. She was walking to her car and almost slipped off the front porch. It’s in the shade and becomes slippery after a rain. I… Continue reading A Marvelous Option

Trail of Glitter

I don’t think about death very often, but just like a lot of things in life, I know what I don’t want when it happens. My daughter knows I want to be cremated, and scatter my ashes somewhere beautiful. I saw this Meme the other day, and read it to her. Now she has added… Continue reading Trail of Glitter