By |

It wouldn’t be long before it happened yet again.

He promised her he was a changed man, that he was chagrined about what he’d done, what he’d said, that he’d failed to follow through on his commitments. She continued to believe him because, of course, she wanted to trust that what he said was true.

Deep down though she knew. Poof! All his good intentions were just that: in-ten-tions, wishful thinking, fallacies, fantasies of domestic tranquility, peace, harmony, Ye Old White Picket Fence silliness. He would never change and she knew this in her gut. She’d just chosen to temporarily (she told herself) set that aside being because, well, he just might mean it this time around. It could happen, right?

Daily Prompt: Temporary

By |

A most unattractive state,
Off-putting.
Makes me feel small:
Thus, to be avoided.

It doesn’t matter if I’m giving off this vibe
Or if I’m in the vicinity of someone else who is.

Best to pursue one’s own excellence
Than to grumble and grouse in regard to someone else’s
Or the perceived unfairness thereof.

At the end of the day, just get over it!

Daily Prompt: Bitter

By |

Looking through the photos my husband shot during a recent weekend getaway, I was initially horrified to see the wrinkles around these just-turned-sixty eyes. Later, shrug. This is who I am. Short of expensive and utterly worthless-in-the-long-run Botox injections, what’s a girl to do other than simply (and gracefully) just accept who she is, Deep Breaths, and then move on. After all, the sun is shining out there today!! Chop-chop, places to go, things to do, things to see and my full self yet to become.

Textures of Tuesdays