Childhood Memories

Originally posted on In Transition:

Sitting under a circle of light,

heads bent over a box of old photographs,

watching eyes light up, and smiles form,

as memories are brought forth.

I don’t need a photo

to remind me~

I will always see

three small children

surrounding me.

©annettealaine 2014

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I no longer have patience

Originally posted on Ioadicaeu's Blog:

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“I no longer have patience for certain things, not because I’ve become arrogant, but simply because I reached a point in my life where I do not want to waste more time with what displeases me or hurts me. I have no patience for cynicism, excessive criticism and demands of any nature. I lost the will to please those who do not like me, to love those who do not love me and to smile at those who do not want to smile at me. I no longer spend a single minute on those who lie or want to manipulate. I decided not to coexist anymore with pretense, hypocrisy, dishonesty and cheap praise. I do not tolerate selective erudition nor academic arrogance. I do not adjust either to popular gossiping. I hate conflict and comparisons. I believe in a world of opposites and that’s why I avoid people with…

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A Visit to the Library

Originally posted on A View From the Hill:

The children’s library was like a treasure cave, but instead of gold, diamonds and rubies, it was filled with books. She stood at the entrance, her mouth a round “o” of disbelief.

The librarian came forward. “ Welcome to the children’s room. Do you have a library card?”

The girl tore her eyes away from the bulging shelves to stare at the librarian. She was smiling at the girl.

She could not find her voice. She shook her head.

“Good, I’m so glad I can help you today. Step over to my desk and we will get you all set, ok?”

The girl, still speechless, nodded once and followed the librarian back to her desk in the middle of the room.

“I’m Miss Brown. What’s your name?”

“Ava,” the girl finally answered.

“Ava is a pretty name. And your last name?”

“Jensen. Ava Louise Jensen is my name.”

“Pleased to…

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Walking

Originally posted on Box o' Ducks:

No one wants to read about suffering. We want to learn about triumph over adversity, stories of stamina, fortitude and extraordinary character. We want to read about hope and strength, rather than the frailties of the human body. We want to read happy stories.

I love walking. Now that I can no longer ambulate without the assistance of a cane, I struggle to push away the memories of carrying a golf bag for 18 holes, long walks with my dogs, shoveling snow, pushing my daughter’s stroller.

When you can’t get up a flight of stairs except on all fours unless you have a railing to pull yourself up and are breathless and dripping with sweat by the time you arrive at the top, you pat yourself on the back and remind yourself walking is good for the soul and remember the days when you could mow your own lawn.

For those of…

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Well Dressed

Originally posted on From the Laundry Room:

Joan Rivers has died.

I wasn’t really a fan of her comedy, but her story is remarkable.  She graduated top of her class at Barnard and made a name for herself in a male dominated industry.  She was a trailblazer, a strong woman.  I admire that.

Death is so weird.  I remember when my grandmother died I was amazed that the next day everything was still moving, still living.  She was gone and yet life moved on.  I had to go to school, there was traffic, people were still making plans without Nanny.

My oldest has experienced her share of death at pretty impressionable ages, so we have this game.  When someone’s passing is too much to take, when the sadness of the loss hurts to the bone, we send them to “the island.”

She lost her orthodontist, a wonderfully warm man, before she even had her braces taken off.  She was confused and…

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A Canadian’s View On Our Disrespect Of President Obama’s Presidency

Originally posted on The Fifth Column:

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America – He’s Your President for Goodness Sake!

By William Thomas

There was a time not so long ago when Americans, regardless of their political stripes, rallied round their president. Once elected, the man who won the White House was no longer viewed as a republican or democrat, but the President of the United States. The oath of office was taken, the wagons were circled around the country’s borders and it was America versus the rest of the world with the president of all the people at the helm.

Suddenly President Barack Obama, with the potential to become an exceptional president has become the glaring exception to that unwritten, patriotic rule.

Four days before President Obama’s inauguration, before he officially took charge of the American government, Rush Limbaugh boasted publicly that he hoped the president would fail. Of course, when the president fails the country flounders. Wishing harm upon…

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Cowboy Justice: A Review

Originally posted on The Pedometer Geek's Book Review:
One of the latest Advance Reader Copies (ARC) that I received as a Goodreads giveaway is Melissa Cutler’s Cowboy Justice. I finally had the chance to read it and this is…

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Rewash

Originally posted on From the Laundry Room:

Some people never find the right person.  Wonderful, solid relationships elude them due to their own issues, timing, or their choice of partner.  Broken hearts travel through life wishing, wondering what it will take to have what everyone else seems to have found.

I’ve spent my life feeling this way about dogs.  My past is littered with sad, unfulfilled, canine failures.  I wasn’t ready, I picked the wrong breed, bought the dog for the wrong reasons, or just didn’t take the time.  I have always admired well behaved, mutually loving relationships between humans and their best friends.

After a slew of bad relationships, I took myself off the market.  Told myself the hot tea on a rainy day with my dog curled beside me fantasy was not in my cards.  I convinced myself I wasn’t a dog person, or a pet person for that matter.

For a little over a year, I…

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September

Originally posted on In Transition:

September brings ~

shadows lengthening across the lawn,

twilight slips in earlier

staining the sky deep violet,

crepe myrtles drop blossoms,

as the green world around us

looks dusty and tired~

Autumn is counting the days

until she can sweep in

brushing her cloak of red and gold

across the landscape.

©annettealaine 2014

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Scheherazade at the 9/11 Museum in New York

Originally posted on The Backpack Press:

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The new 9/11 Museum is open now in lower Manhattan.  Previews of the museum were offered to 9/11 families and to the workers who spent so many months recovering the remains and clearing the site. I was fortunate to be able to attend as a guest of one of the 9/11 families.  My friend and I had agreed in advance that we would just do this somehow, get through it, and focus on getting a nice lunch afterward.

While I was waiting to meet her, I walked around a handful of the neighboring streets adjacent to the memorial and this new museum.  It’s funny – she and I both got a little lost getting there.  I never had to know where the World Trade Center was before, because I could always look up.  I never looked for streets or coordinates the way you do in every other part of the…

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