Random Things About Yourself  Prompt #325

Today’s writing prompt is in two parts. Part 1:  Write 25 random things about yourself. Write whatever comes up for you. Some things from my list: I like to be organized. I come from poor, but not poverty. I like sharp colorful pencils. I love the smell of cucumber/melon hand soap. My first job besides babysitting and house cleaning was at Playland-At-The-Beach, in the accounting department. You get the idea. . . Write whatever pops into your head.  When you have a list of 25 things, scroll down for Part 2.   Part 2:  Pick one thing from the list and expand upon it. Thank you, Adair Lara, for the inspiration for this writing prompt. ~Marlene


Your first experience with death.  Prompt #324

Write about your first experience with death. Or write about a death that transformed you. Or a death you might never get over.   Grief by Gwen Flowers I had my own notion of grief I thought it was a sad time That followed the death of someone you love. And you had to push through it To get to the other side. But I’m learning there is no other side. There is no pushing through. But rather, There is absorption. Adjustment. Acceptance. And grief is not something that you complete. But rather you endure. Grief is not a task to finish, And move on, But an element of yourself — An alteration of your being. A new way of seeing. A new definition of self. ### There have been many deaths this July 2017. This poem came across my Facebook feed on the day of my dear friend’s memorial…

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Back in the swing of things

Hi, It’s been a while since I have posted because there have been lots of Happening Things going on here at my sunny place in Northern California. We began renovating our yard in October in preparation for our youngest son’s wedding in June. Eight and a half months of hauling, digging, pulling, moving, planting, paving . . . and our yard is beautiful and hopefully will be easier to maintain in our later years. The wedding was awesome, amazing, and inspiring. Just as I returned the last wedding item, my 85-year-old mother passed away. I’m at peace with that and happy she is no longer in pain. In anticipation of possible after-wedding let-down, I planned a huge project, which I am in the middle of. More will be revealed in the autumn. So, even though I haven’t been able to post here, I haven’t been idle. I’m going to get…