Margaret's Musings

When you left this world, my heart was broken. My friend, my confidante, my pen pal, my phone buddy. We spent hours talking on the phone, long distance at all hours. For over thirty years, we were there for each other. When you came to me in a dream, my heart was put at ease. You said to me "You... Sign in to see full entry.

Guilt, a five letter word, that is nothing more than a tool to control one's emotions. Why do you feel guilt? Because you have to say no to demands being placed on you? We all have the right to refuse, deny, change our minds, change our plans. Others have the same rights too, but won't accept it... Sign in to see full entry.

There are some shoes that can't be filled, no matter how hard you try. You take on more than you can bear, and left with only pain. There is a reason we all are here, to fulfill our hopes and dreams. The only shoes that you can fill, are the ones on your own two feet. Sign in to see full entry.

Summer in July sweltering hot days cool, starry nights. Anticipating this long drive from our home in Michigan to the Bluegrass state. The skies there were sapphire blue, trees of emerald green billowing against the cottony clouds. Majestic mountains dominated the view. Mountainside roads narrow as... Sign in to see full entry.

Anticipation, waiting,hoping, wishing Absorbing thoughts of things That are most desired. Confidence, surety of a dream being visualized. Without fair warning Conflicting situations arise. Disappointment, striving to achieve Something you're not even sure of. Piecing together remnants of a shattered... Sign in to see full entry.

Her heart was not unlike a sponge Not the kitchen sized sponge The industrial strength kind Her heart absorbed everyone's pain Every tale of woe and tear that was shed They were soaked up fully When she felt it getting full She would wring it out And start again Until the day she realized There was... Sign in to see full entry.

She didn't have the fancy slip that made crinkly sounds when she sat. The bulletin in Sunday School crumpled up nicely beneath her seat. It would do for now. She didn't have the curves just yet, paper towels filled out her sweater. She didn't fit her sister's stacked heels, kleenex filled in the... Sign in to see full entry.

He was the tallest man I knew My father with the eyes sky blue He picked me up and I touched the sky and then watched as the clouds rolled by. We shared candy kisses watching John Wayne movies He spoke softly and laughed often One day his hair of black was now silver He walked slower, talked even... Sign in to see full entry.

Our mother told me you were going to be born, At the age of twelve I was unimpressed. She brought you home, I held you once He looks like a rabbit, take him I said. When you turned three, the fun began. My name was difficult for you, You called me "Goga." Your dark shiny eyes, reminded me of... Sign in to see full entry.

We met by chance He lives down the street From my parents house He was riding his bike he told me his name "My Dad's in Heaven And I am seven." My heart reached out and felt his longing for a friend, Someone who wouldn't leave him When he needed them most. Sign in to see full entry.