A friend of mine is getting ready to move to a different location. She is going through everything in her house, deciding what she wants and what she doesn’t want. I don’t think she has an attic, but if she did, she’d be sorting through it, keeping, discarding. Why can’t we do that with memories? […]
Wow! Whose Dream Was That?
·I dreamed last night that I was singing, My Heart Cries for You. Does anybody remember that beautiful old song? Click on the title to hear Connie Francis sing it. What a voice! Connie’s, I mean, not mine. It was almost like a violin, with a sob in it. Other people sang it too, including […]
When I Grow Too Old to Dream
·We all have a dream–something that puts a spring in our steps and a gleam in our eyes. Dreams are those wonderful things as filmy as spiders’ webs, as substantial as moonbeams, somewhere ahead of us, calling to us to follow, to pursue, to hope, to reach. We can spin dreams of the straw of […]
If You Stub Your Toe on the Moon
·If You Stub Your Toe on the Moon is a very old song, recorded by Bing Crosby in 1947 and Frank Sinatra in 1949. It’s a song about trying to reach a dream, not quite getting there, but finding something else that is even more fulfilling. The point is to try. It was a great […]
The Things We Don’t See
·Sometimes the things we don’t see are more real than the things we do see. Let me explain. When someone greets me and says, “Hello. How are you?” I realize they don’t really want to know that I found it hard to sleep last night, I have a leg ache, and several worries just won’t […]