Pecans & Pinecones

As I persevere so goes my courage....

I am about to do a drive by posting because it’s already 3:33 pm here in North Texas and the grands will be here in roughly two hours…

But in two days time I will celebrate the second of several anniversaries. My two years here on Sub Stack. Saturday’s are a grab bag of whatever is happening in my my life at the moment. I try not to make God laugh at all my perfectionist plans, because I know better. So we mark it today!

Happy two years to me & my followers.

At my writing desk, preparing for reading my pages to my writing group.

Yes, I am in a robe with my pajamas on, but notice I did my eyes!

I wanted to pop in and say thank you to all the humans who donate their time to my writing. I hope I make you feel something because you are not a Bot. Make you laugh, make you think, make you mad. (Not at me at the systems- of course) I know I can make you cry. Most of my stuff is sad, because I suffered and still do. But guess what, I am grateful for most of it, because that well will never run dry. I will always have a story to tell…

If we are being honest, haven’t we all suffered?

But not today.

I will walk my grandsons down to the lake and watch them wade in it. I will curse the humidity and wish my right knee wasn’t so stiff. I will smile, I will laugh, maybe warn them to be careful knowing that lake like I do. Where once upon time, many moons ago a young brown girl stood on the shore, stared down at the dark green water and wondered…what was underneath it’s surface.