Sunday, May 8, 2022Rest Day in Des Moines, IA Happy Mother’s Day!Today: leisurely walks,Admiring blooming RedbudHere in Des Moines, Iowa. A nap—Always a treat. My favorite of the day:(Before internet went down,)Watching my daughter on Zoom,Competing in ToastmastersInternational Speech Contest. She won her at her District level.Imagine my daughter,Loving to speak, sing, and dance.Can’t imagine where she got […]
Continue readingAll riding in the van is quite rare,
It gives opportunity to share,
Our stories we tell,
And get to know well,
Our seat mate—connections build more care!
I’m dressed in layers so many,
My bag nearly empty of any,
More clothing to wear,
Wish weather were fair,
Warm sun in my thoughts for a penny!
It’s hard to say it’s fun when one’s cold.
When fingers get stiff and they don’t fold.
That time on my bike,
Is not what I like.
Yet, after I thaw-out, I’m still sold.
Looking out and watching as it rains,
Watching water swirl down outside drains.
Pointless to grumble,
Even to mumble.
Weather is described for pains or gains.
Starting out feeling NOT very brave,
Never the start point that I would crave.
One-mile-at-a-time,
On downhill or climb.
To notice the progress each mile gave.
Listening to folks who are very smart,
Who make their life choices from the heart.
The thoughts that they share,
Reveal that they care,
Considering impact from the start.
A gift that can come with vacation,
Is feeling a heightened sensation,
Of what is around.
The beauty that’s found
In gently observing creation.
The ocean we viewed was quite charming,
The water was really alarming!
It ripped out the sand
From under my stand.
To stay, needed confidence-arming.
My birthday had much celebration.
Connections of all variation.
They fill up my heart,
And give me the start,
For my year of great jubilation!
For me, that question feels hard to answer.
Is that true for you as well?
This week I’ve watched & listened to
Daily interviews about “Radically Reframing Aging.”
I went to the Zoom-time assuming
No personal tie, since we’re Zooming.
Yet to my surprise,
There’s warmth in folk’s eyes.
Participants look like they’re blooming.