It was a difficult time for most, worse for other ones. I struggled with pain and attitude. Rummaged, through my mind for what I might do, came up with a solution. The trick will be if I continue to completion.
I have not done a major mailing of cards since 2010. Then I did so many I have left it be until now. I went to my stash and brought out a plethora of boxes with a variety of Christmas Cards.
The reason I went so long since the last mailing is my personalizations. I use the blank inside page to write a message tailored to my recipient.
2020 is an incredible year. It has been full of fear and unease. Maybe a card will be a welcome diversion. I know writing each one will consume me for a bit.
As a prompt, I encourage you, especially if you feel awash with negativity, to extend your creativity to writing cards or letters to those for whom you care. You need not go to extreme expense; just let others know you care in your own words.
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There on the shelf A constellation of stars, Unwitting cooperation, To be explored in The privacy between Covers, pages, air, space Eyes, brain; finding life, Love, the meaning only Words can capture, present, Gifts, mind to mind, Heart to heart, no matter The years apart and death Or living, chronicles of Everything worth ink Spilled, durable notes. Maybe it is our one Ordinary magic shared Extraordinarily deployed, Fresh as a rosebud, Blushing as a bloom Recreating us, enhancing Our understanding And fostering creativity.
The verdict is in; my Galaxy S8 does not require replacement. The battery has expanded and prised the back apart from the front. My guru can fix it, so that is one colossal expenditure I shall avoid. Thankfully my OtterBox has kept it together thus far. Another week of weirdness should be all the phone gives.
I get the feeling Your hands touching, soothing me Practiced perfectly, My reaction is in kind, Relatively well-balanced.
I cannot tell you I do not know all the words, For his meaning, see.
Love is no vague tale, It is solid as the selves shared With the two of us.
Sometimes you win all, Others you lose more than ought Fortunate are times When you discover graces You never dared to think real.
When we are faced With challenges which move us Beyond our limits There is a recognition We must befriend ourselves to Accomplish our purposes. Sometimes this is hard, Knowing who we are, being Aware of all faults, It is a difficult thing To process but must be done. We can accept each Part of our being with care And find ourselves fair In aspect and humor by Finding good things in Our character, bodies, thoughts, Giving credit for accomplishments, Deeds done, tasks completed in Those times when we went Over and beyond, each of us Is precious, worthy, valuable. It is something to reflect upon When we doubt, or there seems Nothing we can do; within everyone There are strength and ability To be brought forth in trials, Never Give Up, Believe In Yourself. Overcoming is often only A matter of patience and persistence, We are resilient,t and we will make The world a better place One loving action at a time. Becoming one of our best friends Is a gift we should grant ourselves.
It is nearing the end of October, and it does not seem right that I would not mention a few spooky reads. I like a lot of SciFi, Fantasy, and the occasional dose of Horror. Really, I think 2020 has been a ride worthy of Washington Irving, but getting to the books…
The Animals At Lockwood Manor by Jane Healy is full of strangeness. What if a museum located to your home? I read this on Kindle, but due to tech problems, I am not linking at this time.
The Haunting of H.G. Wells by Robert Masello, if you can pass on that title you are a more substantial sort than I am. I thoroughly enjoyed this on Kindle.
Elsewhere by Dean Koontz, first, understand I adore his stories. If you have not read him, this an excellent place to begin. It is on Kindle Unlimited and is a trip elsewhere.
Usher’s Passing by Robert R. McCammon, what would the Halloween season be without something either by or inspired by the incomparable Poe. If you grew up on tales macabre, you know why this is here. Plus, Robert is someone to read in Horror.
I am using my tablet with a keyboard, not having yet resolved my issues. Still, I could not pass up a chance to share a few five-star reads with you all.
May you stay safe and find the enjoyment in those things you encounter. Thanks for spending a few moments here.