Do We Choose Love? or Does Love Chose Us?

Accident or design Did you choose love or did love choose you? I think that love chooses us. We meet many people in the course of a day and over a lifetime. All of it by design. Sometimes there is a temporary exchange and then we each go our merry way and in an instant that

Poem - The House By the Side of the Road

The House by the Side of a Road  (1890–1911) by Sam Walter Foss There are hermit souls that live withdrawn In the place of their self-content; There are souls like stars, that dwell apart, In a fellowless firmament; There are pioneer souls that blaze the paths Where highways never ran —  But let me live by the

A Daughter

I am mother to two sons and I am a daughter as well. I have also been blessed with a daughter of my own. I was the first child of my mother and first grandchild of both grandparents. Perhaps there is, as believed, a certain sense of responsibility that comes along with being the first

Daylight Savings Time

Startled awake by my alarm. I reluctantly attempt to disentangle myself from the murky depths far beyond wakefulness. Through sleep-glazed eyes I hit what I hope is the snooze button on my phone, could be the home button, I do not care. Anything just makes this screeching stop! Sigh! I blissfully returned to the depths