Catch me,

Let us agree, please

I know I do better when supported.  We all do.  Today, I’m glad my family agreed on that.  We all need each other.  We all need love, understanding and compassion.  It’s a shame most highways are not three lanes wide where we can all merge and see we all pass stragglers cohesively. 
It tends, more so than not to end in traffic jams and pileups.  My presidential escort sometimes gets me by with less opposition and I need to be more appreciative of that.  I roll with them and call them family.  They look out for me nonstop.  It’s a bit of a shame we constantly need to stop for refueling not having synchronized our routes.  I’m glad they accept me dealing with certain unfamiliar paths my way.  Believe me, when I’m in my lane and feeling safer, I’m a joyful bumble bee.  I tend to write poetry to express the euphoria. 
I will apologize there are so many leaders on our team.  We all like to take control.  I tend to disconnect and distance myself when I’m not heard in situations that involve me.  A lack of self-advocacy is commonly a downfall amongst people.  I’d love to be heard and listened to a bit more.  Questions that incite wrath and insensitivity are hurtful.  We could all use some grace.  We could all benefit from letting things go I feel.    I love all people, every individual, him, her, myself and God.  I hope I learn to feel safe saying that quickly.  Thanks for listening!  Cheesecake!


Good Morning, Sunflower,
I’m glad you face the sunshine each day.  Clouds that shed tears seem common anymore.  I struggle keeping my shirt dry, less able to scurry away quickly.  I will do my best to stay as mindful of erratic lightening strikes and thunder booming today as I can.  Stay home, warm in bed, I will write you some poetry later.



“Sampling Mishap

“Wild!” I thought as I sucked on each finger one at a time.  The tastes so flavorfully different and exotic.  I could hardly catch my breath between flashes of tender meats scribbling aroma to match.  She was a full course meal, I swear.  I, indeed felt every drop of gravy sliding down my throat, her cheeks riding in the gaps between my molars and my cheeks.
Heaven sounded amazing.  A place of high elevation swirled in my mind.  She brought me back to Earth.  A goddess, I feel.  A smile, I feel.  Everything else, banned.”

04/28/2021 (9:15ish)

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  • Dolores T Cortlessa

    How are you doing today are you enjoying your Shore home what’s new I’m bored but I’ll bet you’re not bored anyway one of these days I’m coming up to see you I’ll bring you lunch if you don’t give me one of those things where you I can’t even kiss you I don’t care how old you are you’re still my grandson I still think you’re too I love you, I’ll talk to you later happy Sunday

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