Family photos from bygone time.....

What a wonderful walk down memory lane.

Sharon and Bob have put together albums of
scanned photos of our lives.

it was warm and fuzzy looking thru them.

Anybody interested in seeing them leave
me a comment and I will forward the albums
to you.

A grey day, just could not sleep last nite so
a slow day.

but the sun shone for those moments I was
looking at the photos and feeling the memories.

G'Nite

ummmmm...ah.....zzzzzz...

So good news
the laundry is done, suitcases finally emptied
and everything is clean,
Gonna sleep in fresh bed linens,
always a good thing.

I just kinda muscled thru the day.
Rainy and gloomy grey, a little more tidying
and a few trips to recycle, vacuum and
voila.

Sooo. hangin' in to bed with a book.

Some curling on local cable this w/e
Shaw has the Manitoba, Alberta and B.C. mens
semifinals and finals on. worth a boo.

G'nite

a new era in reading....kobo....

Soooo, I did it. I broke down and bought a kobo ereader.
There's been more and more books at the library that are
only available as ebooks.
Have managed to download the software, but too tired
to concentrate and figure the rest out.

So a goal for tomorrow.
Laundry first, some housekeeping and
read the get started guide on my kobo.

As for moi, saw my Doc today, and gonna keep a
record of how much lite therapy done each day and increase
by 5 minutes per day, and record prn meds.
Will see him in 2 weeks and take a look at the results.

I'm a little wound up, soooo
will do my yoga meditation, shower, and to bed with a book.
a real one.

G'nite

25 years ago........hard to believe...

This is the Anniversary of my Dad's Death.
It was an aneurysm, so quick for him, a good thing.
Hard on the rest of us.

It is true that time heals,
for me what heals is the sharp edge of pain
the one that takes your breath every time a memory surfaces,
or when the loss registers in the now.

Now, I kinda have conversations with my Dad when
something reminds me of him
or there's something I would've shared with him.

Now, the feelings of loss remain, and the memories are
a tribute to the man who raised me.
Warts and all.

G'nite

Tuesday.......Life isn't all beer and skittles (pretzels for me!)

Took meds to sleep, and yes I slept.
the coma sleep of the daid.
Yarded my butt out of bed around 2pm
and not so much anxiety, also not much of anything else.

win some lose some.

work in progress.
g/nite