See that?

….Do you see it?

That’s the man I married nearly ten totally-worth-it-years ago.. isn’t He fabulous? This is probably my favorite picture of all that I have of Him.. There aren’t many, really, that capture His light like this one does. It was always right there in the smile He usually wore just for me..

He turned 41 a couple of weeks ago. He probably went out and got tossed with His friends (or something jst as equally out of character), I don’t know.. I wasn’t invited.

Nobody made him a chocolate cake.

No one brought presents but me.

I still have to wonder if he had a decent day..

But He’s a stranger… A stranger I am really and truly not jumping up and down to get to know any better..not lately anyway.. I’d never even dreamed that He would become such an ass in His old age..

He is.

I mean, if I hadn’t been standing just beyond the lens of this picture, I would almost swear to Jesus He’d been practicing..


No country for old men

Cooper, our 100lb bully.

He turned 7 this past September, though we’ve had him since he was about 10 weeks old. He’s a good boy, always has been.. I’d swear he was born crate trained and without an ugly bone in his giant body.

Last year he was hit by a car. Knocked him silly and tore his hip out of socket but he lived. Already in pain from a spinal fusion, we weren’t sure if he’d pull through it or not, but he did

Yesterday he took off with his female, Annabelle. I think every bit of trouble my Cooper has ever seen, he’s seen while trying his best to chase her tail..


Annabelle was on the porch early this morning.

Cooper was not….

Unsent Letters • 12.14.2018

My Love,

I swear I’ll never understand…

I know I said I wouldn’t write anymore letters but I have no other way to get it out.. The love we have today leaves me so utterly confused that I’ve not got very little choice but to write something. If I don’t try and work things out inside my head I’ll just go crazy.. 

And that’s not fun.

At all.

For anyone…

You don’t see that we’ve gone wrong so you won’t try to make us better and I can’t. Not by myself. I don’t know how (believe me, if I did, we wouldn’t be where we are now) but I know that I’m not ready to stop trying.. I’m not ready to stop crying in frustration; I’m not ready to stop the hurt..  Stupid, I know, but it is what it is.. I’m not ready to give up. Period. 

I don’t think you are either..

I mean, we’re still here aren’t we? We’re still fighting each other for something. If it didn’t matter I don’t think it would hurt like it does.. 

Anyway, I really really need to sleep a little more. I just got up to pee and got caught watching you dream.. 

Maybe you’re thinking about me too…..



The Neverending Story

I swear.. Couldn’t life just go a little smoother? If it’s not one thing it’s another.

Ahh, well, at least I can say I’ve learned a few things. Important things, even..

Be impressed. LOL.

First off (and I’m sure that most importantly) I’ve learned that I can’t put my trust in everyone I meet. I’m almost proud this took me 40 years to learn ’cause that just means I’ve been surrounded by good people all my life. This was a hard lesson for me, I think, because I’ve never been that girl. You know the one who lives for drama and gets into everything.. It’s simply never been my style and I’m good with that, for real.

I’ve also learned that even when I’ve known someone for years, I still don’t know them like I think I do at all. I have learned more about my husband than I did in like ten years, over the last few months since things have gone off track. Things that I wish I’d paid attention to so maybe I’d have known what was to come. I wouldn’t change a thing, don’t get me wrong, but I might be a little bit less tired.

Now last but least, well for tonight’s post anyway, I’ve learned a lot about myself and who I am. I’ve taken note of what I do and what I don’t want for my life, and I have gotten an idea of what I consider home..

I hope that’s good enough for now, because I don’t have time for more. The more I dwell on things the more they seem to suck. I am a firm believer in the truth that worry is like prayer; the time you give can change your outcome and maybe the way you fare..

Your days are yours, and only you can make them better than they are. If you’ll just do it, damnit. Do something worth doing while you’re there..