My Socks Got Knocked Off!

So today is a rather significant day for me. Besides the anniversary of the day my mother's body was finally relieved of a rather overdue burden, it also signifies I've been breathing longer than I ever thought I would. Last year was significant, too, but this year feels totally different than any year has, I've ever yet experienced.

The Return of the Prodigal Sock

I FOUND MY SOCK!!!

I got the reply to that announcement with a comment that I must be "excited about finding some random thought waves of empowerment I had lost."

"Because We Love ... Random Stuff"

I have a penchant for photography.

                          Okay, not really. It's more of a passion.

                                                  Make that "compulsion".

        And if a person takes enough pictures, 

              the odds are, they're gonna get some decent ones.

To-Do . . . Something Amazing!

Catching up on things one has been wanting to do but hasn't gotten around to doing is a good thing.  It improves positivity in several areas, but I'm not doing a magazine article on the virtues of pretty much anything.  For one thing, it's a blog.  Second, if I go down that Sock I won't ever get the intended post done, and that would be rather self-defeating in terms of proving my first point.  Therefore, I digress once again and simply say. . .

An Amazing Piece of Very Big Sky

Tell me where
       Where is it written
                    What is it I'm meant to be?
                                         That I can't dare . . .