Well, here it is. April 12, 2020. Easter Sunday. I doubt there are many people that would have believed the difference between Easter last year, compared to this year. I can speak for myself and say I wouldn’t have believed it, had anyone told me this is the way it would be. We are several…
The author reflects on their journey of journaling and note-taking during PTSD treatment, rediscovering writings in a cherished purple notebook. They plan to compile these writings for personal revisitation, emphasizing self-discovery rather than seeking external validation. The content includes poetry and a personal mission statement centered on kindness and self-love.
A few months ago, while dinking around on Facebook, I came across a question. Readers were asked to name their favorite sound. A single sound. I couldn’t do it. I couldn’t pick just one. So, off I went on a fun little project for myself, making a list of favorite sounds. Here’s what I came…
My dad. Born in 1923. Born in Bear Lake, still lives in Bear Lake. Grew up in incredible poverty, on a farm, part of a big family. Worked that farm swinging a plow behind a pair of Percherons (there’s not a lot of people alive who have actually done this anymore) Got his nickname “Bud”…
My biggest faults: 1. Chasing after people who don’t want me. 2. Worrying about what others think. 3. Being too emotional/sensitive. 4. Apologizing for things that are not my fault. 5. Harboring expected reciprocity of feelings. 6. Depending on others to feel good about myself. I have spent (as of tomorrow) 50 years not feeling…
We know a little first grader in the town where we live, the son of mutual friends, named Robbie. His class is doing a map project by collecting postcards from around the United States and the World. If anyone would like to help Robbie out by sending a postcard, here is the address: Robbie Vavrik/Miss…
(I wrote a little story for fun for a little girl who is 2 going on 3, the daughter of friends of mine. I used mutual Facebook friends and their pets, as characters in the story, with everyone’s permission. I tried to incorporate some personal hobbies from each person too, and made photo-shopped images for…
(I wrote a little story for fun for a little girl who is 2 going on 3, the daughter of friends of mine. I used mutual Facebook friends and their pets, as characters in the story, with everyone’s permission. I tried to incorporate some personal hobbies from each person too, and made photo-shopped images for…
(I wrote a little story for fun for a little girl who is 2 going on 3, the daughter of friends of mine. I used mutual Facebook friends and their pets, as characters in the story, with everyone’s permission. I tried to incorporate some personal hobbies from each person too, and made photo-shopped images for…
(I wrote a little story for fun for a little girl who is 2 going on 3, the daughter of friends of mine. I used mutual Facebook friends and their pets, as characters in the story, with everyone’s permission. I tried to incorporate some personal hobbies from each person too, and made photo-shopped images for…