The Word Press daily prompt for inspiration is “once upon a time” and oddly I have a draft from over a year ago that starts just that way. It has remained a draft because it is incredibly boring and depressing. Once upon a time boring and depressing was my life. No more. I worried, kept … More Once Upon A Time Is So Yesterday
The beginning of a New Year seems like prime time to write a blog for even the most reluctant bloggers, such as myself. I reviewed my past blogs (all 9 of them) to get a feel for what I might want to focus on for 2015. I am always hopeful that I will be positive … More A Brave New Year For Both of Me
As the holiday season nears an old familiar feeling rises. Deep profound sadness flows in like the rising tide and I greet it like an old but annoying friend. I really don’t know why it happens but I’m sure I’m not alone in feeling this way. It doesn’t come from my expectations being too high. … More Always Blue Christmas
I looked forward to the “empty nest” with a fervor that made me question the very existence of my basic mothering instincts. Where was the angst, the wringing of hands, the worrying that I would never see my fledglings again? Somehow I was fairly certain they would still be about and had no worries that I … More Be Your Own Baby
A few years ago I had a friend offer to trace my family tree and my knee jerk response was not to bother. I had never had any interest in genealogy. The one thing I knew about my family was that we are born to run. Scattered far and wide across the globe, “tracing” would … More An Unlikely Existence
I am probably one of the most reluctant bloggers in the whole world. A random idea may live in my head for many months before I will make the effort to create a post. The real downside to this much procrastination is that others may have the same thought and actually write about it before … More Invisibile or Invincible?
I believe my generation is the last of the feral children. Being feral is not the same as being neglected; we still have plenty of those children roaming about. Feral children were expected to be outside unless it was storming or they were in school. Some of these children hung in packs and others were … More The Hoodwinking of a Generation
Birthdays are wonderful reminders that somehow against all odds you survived another 365 or so days. As the Murg enters the later half of the fifties a lot of cosmic activity has thoughts and pondering on full blast. To ramp up the excitement of my upcoming birth-versary I have endured more family deaths, lay offs … More From 56 to 60 Without Getting Whiplash.
I am slowly gaining the awareness that I have been put on a list of people who want to save the world. I think I may be third from the top #1- Bono #2 – Sting #3 – Murgatron. What the list makers have neglected to notice is that #3 does not have the resources of … More Saving the World
“You know that pain and guilt can’t be taken away with a wave of a magic wand. They’re the things we carry with us, the things that make us who we are. If we lose them, we lose ourselves. I don’t want my pain taken away. I need my pain!” Captain James T Kirk I … More I need my pain!
In my heart I am a truly good and altruistic person. I have creative ideas to show appreciation to my friends and family while simultaneously making the world a better place to live. Yet, each of my days is horribly like the last as if I am starring in my own personal Ground Hogs Day. First … More If the road to hell is paved with good intentions then I’m going on a six-lane superhighway.