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I'm a Recovering Drama Queen. I got tired of the same old lines.

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Cinderita's Year of Hugging Fearlessly

She did  it!

CINDERITA completed her Year of Hugging Fearlessly today. I think many of us can agree that being part of her journey this past year has been a privilege...and I can't wait to see what's in store for her this year!

I'm sorry for the brief post (I actually have tons to write about right now, but no time to do it).

Be sure to send her some congratulations!

Rita, you are remarkable!

Wednesday, January 25, 2012


Two enemies stand side by side, broken.
Clothed in anger adorned with contempt.

They know no warmth, only an insatiable hunger
That sends shivers through their bones.

Their skin is rough,
Signs of kindness chiseled from their faces.

A higher power brought them together that day.
Each placed before the casket of their enemy's child.

Two deaths caused as a result of their hatred.
Grief filled the silent spaces in-between the violence.

That day forced them to remove their armor,
Their eyes overflowing with salty tears.

They would never be the same,
Nor could they see each other as different.

Tuesday, January 24, 2012

All the More

I like how you take care of me

You brave Walmart
To find the right bulb for my dryer
When I feel low you pick me up
I've never felt higher

You fill my cup
With nickels so I can play
You've patiently let me be quiet
Knowing I can't always find the words I want to say

I like how you take care of me

We laugh, we love
I snore
You hold me close
And love me all the more

Saturday, January 21, 2012


You showed up unexpectedly last night
I'm not saying I didn't want you to
I did
I just wasn't prepared

Somehow my thoughts traveled
to that time you stayed away
And handed me the world

I cant help but go there
I'm female
It's what we do

Especially when the sand is running down

I let myself have that moment
And then let the thought go
I'm happy you're here, Period

Thursday, January 19, 2012

A Good Chase to Nourish the Soul

I watched my child walk a puppy.

A shortened leash in her hands.

With just enough slack to hunt a squirrel or two.

When the pup took off running, she gleefully ran with him.

Knowing it was all about the thrill of a good chase.

I've had a joyous return to my present.

I reigned in my imagination,

Giving it enough room to hope and create.

When it runs away, I don't mind running with it.

The places we go now nourish the soul.

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

Travels with Fishducky

The ever popular Fishducky sent a story my way for me to use as a guest post. This woman needs no blog of her own and is in high demand these days. She has become such a lovely addition to my bloggerhood. Thank you, Fishducky.

Now, on to her story:


Bud & I love to travel--& take family & friends with us. Thank heaven he’s been successful & we can afford it. (I did NOT marry a rich Jewish attorney. When we got married in 1955, he had about $200.00 & I was the rich one—I think I had about $500.00.) I’d like to tell you about some of our trips.

In 1971, while we were still poor, we borrowed my sister-in-law’s station wagon & loaded my other sister-in-law’s 3 kids & our 3 kids (all aged 5-11) & drove to the Grand Canyon, Las Vegas, Bryce & Zion National Parks. People would ask the kids if they were all one family. They’d tell them yes, but that we had left the little ones at home. They were also asked if their parents had no TV. They assigned imaginary horses to each of us. Bud’s horse’s name was Dammit. My niece once told him, “Uncle Buddy, that man’s calling your horse!” I had been to the Grand Canyon once before, when I was about 10. My brother, who was 12, wanted to spit into the canyon because that was the only place he could spit over a mile. My mother panicked. I laughed. When our brood got there, I turned into my mother. They could be 50’ from the rim & I was terrified. I told Bud to watch them & I waited in the car so as not to spoil their trip.

For both my 60th & 65th birthdays Bud took me & a bunch of our friends on an overnight flight to Las Vegas & gave them each $50 in silver dollars to play with—I got MUCH more.

In 1982 we took about 18 family members (& 2 secretaries) to Hawaii for 2 weeks. We had Tshirts made with my duck wearing a lei. The shirts said FISCHER’S FLYAWAY. If you’re familiar with Maui, you’ll know the Pioneer Inn. We went there for their famous macadamia nut pancakes one morning. They had broken our group up & had seated us at 5 tables throughout the patio. When it was time to pay, Bud got 6 checks. He asked the waiter who told him to give us their bill. The water pointed to our other 4 tables & to one with people we didn’t know. When we confronted him, the guy laughed & said, “Hey, it was worth a try! When your kids got their checks, they told the waiter to give them to you. So did I.”

Two years later—1984—we took our whole group on an Alaskan cruise. There were 4 generations represented, from Bud’s parents to their first great-grandchild, who celebrated his first birthday on the ship. We had baseball caps & windbreakers made with my duck on a cruise ship & the words FISCHER’S FLOTILLA. What a blast!!!

There have also been many smaller trips throughout the years. We’ve had MANY, MANY people ask if we would adopt them. Bud says that we can’t afford to have more people in our family. Sorry, but RESERVATIONS ARE CLOSED!

Check back this afternoon for photos!  I wanted to get this posted and was running out of time.
Hope you enjoyed your travels with Fishducky!!!!!

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

Joy in My Life

I let my imagination run away with me.
For no particular reason that I can figure.
Other than I was too happy.
I cannot wait for our return,
I miss having full control of the joy in my life.

Thursday, January 5, 2012

Island of One

She sat on her island of one.
She scoured the depths of a sea of emotions
For two years before she found it.

She drew a map…
A map of the treasures found along the way to herself.
Upon her arrival she promptly cast the map out into the sea.

She watched it float until it was no longer in sight.
Would the current pull it under,
Or would it wash ashore somewhere
In the distance when the tide rolled in?

She left that decision to the ocean,
Confident she’d be happy either way.

The map floated back to her several weeks later.
A note was attached that read,
“Please make room
For I am coming to sit beside you on your island of one.”

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

The Same

I've had this in my head for about month...

It pops in from time to time when I least expect it.

I may not have the words exactly right, but the sincerity in your voice is still clear.

It was when you asked if you could keep calling me, even if we never went out...

Because you couldn't imagine not talking with me.

I think that's when I knew this would be something special

As I felt the same.