Thank you, Fran. I’ll figure it out. I always do. I haven’t survived this long and worked this hard to give up now. Take care of yourself. I plan to do the same.
I was musing on all of my talents, but remembering that not having good health means I am not present sometimes. Steady as she goes. Smiling all the way.
Oh dear heart so sad that you feel this way. I think you do a lot of wonderful poetry! I know you pour your heart and soul into what you do. Keep it up. I would have replied to this earlier but I got sunk by the flu. Upset stomach, upset gut and chills and fever! Put me out for a couple of days. Missed my guitar lesson and chiropractic visit! But I'm still alive! Hang in there dear keep doing what you do best!
Thank you, dear PJ. We’re modern day penpals. Or at least that’s how I think about my posts. If I feel like it, one of these days ima write in an olde tymey Civil War style prose and call myself Begonia Lee Harper. [Hint: a little weed may not solve situations, but it does help to pass the time as I artfully craft my existence.] Please take care of yourself. I’m grate for your friendship. 🙏 https://youtu.be/zGIT_J63-Bc?si=9M6477q0-sviDWN0
Gerty can’t be trusted. So odd she manages to be so omnipresent. My mother was a stalker too when she lost her mind. Not you babe. It’s for you. She’s grinding her ax. 🫶
At least I hear you…here and on your profound Insta reels.
Thank you, Fran. I’ll figure it out. I always do. I haven’t survived this long and worked this hard to give up now. Take care of yourself. I plan to do the same.
I was musing on all of my talents, but remembering that not having good health means I am not present sometimes. Steady as she goes. Smiling all the way.
Oh dear heart so sad that you feel this way. I think you do a lot of wonderful poetry! I know you pour your heart and soul into what you do. Keep it up. I would have replied to this earlier but I got sunk by the flu. Upset stomach, upset gut and chills and fever! Put me out for a couple of days. Missed my guitar lesson and chiropractic visit! But I'm still alive! Hang in there dear keep doing what you do best!
Thank you, dear PJ. We’re modern day penpals. Or at least that’s how I think about my posts. If I feel like it, one of these days ima write in an olde tymey Civil War style prose and call myself Begonia Lee Harper. [Hint: a little weed may not solve situations, but it does help to pass the time as I artfully craft my existence.] Please take care of yourself. I’m grate for your friendship. 🙏 https://youtu.be/zGIT_J63-Bc?si=9M6477q0-sviDWN0
Oh how I wish more of the world was like this today! Grateful to have you as a friend as well! Maybe someday we will meet!
Gerty can’t be trusted. So odd she manages to be so omnipresent. My mother was a stalker too when she lost her mind. Not you babe. It’s for you. She’s grinding her ax. 🫶