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Not My Time
Hollowed eyes, hairless heads
Fight the demon, Cancer
Shocked lives turned upside down
Reach out to find a cure
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Why you ask, endure it,
Treatment that can kill?
Because it’s not my time
To leave the ones I love
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Time, a gift, is precious
Time to spend with you
Time to finish lessons
Time to save my soul
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Earthly angels help us
Guides in whites and scrubs
Heal mind, soul and body
From early morn to dark
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The hollowed eye brigade
With lion hearts persist
To wage a war for health
Because it’s not our time.
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Ten Fingers, Ten Toes
Ten little fingers, ten tiny toes
Delicate lashes, two eyelids closed
Bundle wrapped tightly, snuggled to Mom
God’s gift, a wonder, miracle born
A soul enters Earth, parents to guide
Journey, learning, a lifetime of growth
Mother obsessing, teaching with love
Babe grabs her heart, never to part
Adulthood arrives, a man departs
With roots and wings gifted from home
Fly away, son, and make your own way
You know that I love you forever
Ten little fingers, ten tiny toes
Delicate lashes, two eyelids closed
Bundle wrapped tightly, snuggled to me
Thanks for two gifts, for I am called MOM
Comfort Zone
Living in my comfort zone
Never reaching out
Circle getting ever small
‘Til it chokes my heart
Gasping, struggling to fight fear
Ego stomps me down
Lifting eyes to brighter light
Trying something new
Inner spirit give me strength
Push the circle wide
View the world with freshened eyes
Cause my soul to dance
Living in my comfort zone
Never more shall be
Chasing all I dare to dream
Trusting wisdom deep
One
Who am I on this planet? For 63 years I have been trying to determine my place in the vastness of my environment. My plan was to have all the answers by now. I envisioned myself as an elder statesman educating the young to the ways of the world. Truth is that the older I get, the more questions I have.
I see substance abuse, mental illness, crime, starvation, illness, hurricanes, tornadoes, child abuse, domestic violence, animal cruelty, terrorism, loneliness, accidents. My heart breaks for this world and the human condition. Why all the pain? I do not understand.
In contrast, this planet is beautiful. We have oceans, mountains, rivers, deserts, trees, flowers, rock formations and animals to enjoy. Man has created architectural wonders, music, art, crafts, books and fine dining.
Earth’s greatest asset is the human spirit. It is the deep, inner strength that picks up a town to rebuild after a tornado, a cancer patient to face another bag of chemotherapy, an elderly woman to march on after losing her husband of 60 years, a victim to testify and a drug addict to kick the habit. There are kind and generous people who are on the sidelines encouraging, providing a helping hand, giving financial support, donating blood and being friends.
Today, I know, that I am dust blowing in the wind. My life on this planet is nothing more than a grain of sand, but there is more. I am a spirit connected to all. I may not understand why bad things happen to good people, but the way to improve the quality of life in this world, I learned as a child, “Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.”
Chasing the Dream When Reality Bites
Our spirit longs deep within to reach out for today’s desire, the one condition that would bring happiness. The plan is to reach the goal by following the shortest distance between two points, a straight line. The course is set and the starting pistol fires.
When I was a child growing up in the 1950’s, a pre-electronic era when dinosaurs roamed the earth, or so it seems to my grandchildren, I played many board and card games. One that comes to mind is Mille Bornes, a French card game that is still being produced. The object of the game was to win a 700 mile road race. There were hazards, i.e. accident, out of gas and flat tire, that would delay the journey until a remedy card was found. I still remember my frustration to have one of these obstacles slow my progress.
Life is filled with blockades and the unexpected. As in the game of Mille Bornes, the race to the elusive goal has many detours. It is difficult to keep an eye on the prize when crisis and turmoil swirl at every turn. The tremors of despair shake our once firm foundations.
But there are pleasant surprises along the way as the petals of our personal blossom unfold. The key is to achieve balance. Find ways to feed your soul today. Do the simple things that bring joy. My husband loves to cook. My heart sings when I watch him put together a meal. It was only 3 short years ago when he was in the hospital being blasted by two forms of chemotherapy and on a lactose free liquid diet for 19 days as he battled leukemia. Today, after a bone marrow transplant, his zest for life is contagious.
Dreams are the seeds of creation. As we journey through life, we learn, grow, edit and take side trips. There are great gifts along the way if we are open to accept them. Keep the faith, shore up the foundations and keep moving forward. Life is ours to color. Today is a clean piece of paper. Color it any way that you want.
Key West- A State of Mind
Today I am writing from a hotel room in Key West, Florida. The air is hot and sticky, the water, an inviting turquoise. I have been here three days, but feel that I could meld into the landscape, a soul living the dream of creativity and barefoot freedom.
When the Boeing 737 screeched to an abrupt halt on the short runway and taxied to the terminal, I felt that I had arrived home. The sign read “Welcome to the Conch Republic.” The words rang true of what the United States was founded on, the beliefs of rugged individuals. It is a state of mind that I fear has been lost as our nation struggles to find equilibrium. Technology is taking us to unchartered waters where we marvel at the advances, but fear the loss of privacy. In search of political correctness, we often change laws for the few, forgetting about the rights of many.
Key West has a mix of culture, race and sexual preference where people live and let live with mutual respect. The hens run free and the roosters crow of independence. Tomorrow, I fly back to Connecticut. Besides the baggage I have carried for sixty-three years, I hope to bring back the flip-flop state of mind. Long live the Conch Republic!
Pepe’s Key Lime Pie Recipe
Hi Gang,
On a personal note: My husband, Roger and I LOVE this key lime pie and everything else at this Key West eatery. It is a locals hang out, as well as, a place for tourists to experience Key West. We love their fish sandwich at noon, fresh squeezed margaritas, key lime pie and friendly service.
Pepe’s Café, Key West, FL
Key Lime Pie Recipe
For the graham cracker crust:
- 1 1/2 cups graham cracker crumbs from about 12 (2 1/4-inch by 4 3/4-inch) crackers
- 1/4 cup sugar
- 1 teaspoon ground cinnamon
- 5 tablespoons unsalted butter, melted
For the filling:
- 2 large egg whites
- 4 large egg yolks
- 1 (14-ounce) can sweetened condensed milk
- 1/2 cup fresh or bottled Key lime juice
To serve:
- 1 cup heavy cream
- 3 tablespoons confectioners’ sugar
Read More http://www.epicurious.com/recipes/food/views/Pepes-Cafe-Key-Lime-Pie-394349#ixzz2VCZNl9tz
Margarita Recipe
Garret’s Key West Margarita
Fresh squeezed juice of 6 Key Limes
1 jigger of silver tequila
1 jigger of Triple Sec
1 jigger of Rose’s lime juice
Shake vigorously. Pour over ice.
Float ½ jigger of Grand Marnier on top
Enjoy! Repeat as needed!
Remember
When life has you down
Remember
There are always strawberries
When you think you cannot take another step
Remember
The salmons’ trek upstream to lay eggs.
When you cannot bear the pain of this world
Remember
There are always hot fudge sundaes
When the light of passion has extinguished
Remember
There are flowers, dance, music and art
Always Remember
To feed your soul
And seek the light


