Perception vs Reality

I live in a world of expectations.  How life is going to be.  What my day will be like.  What time I will get up in the morning.  How much time on the piano I will have this afternoon.  That I will take a walk today.  That I will get my devotions done before anything else happens.  That I will have a long fuse with my siblings instead of blowing up in their faces at the first offense.   That I will dress fashionably and femininely every day.

The list goes on.

Lament for Marius

Oh Marius...

how could you do this to me?

We were so close,

the dearest of friends,

comrades.

Daily rendezvous.

Sweet times.

Enchanted Days...

Browsing old pictures...

Pictures from an autumn about ten years ago.

Wondering at how strange,

distant,

it feels.

Like, perhaps, I dreamt those years

and days

of enchantment.

On this Friday Morning...

Taken several years ago... we had beautiful wooded trails
down the road from where we used to live.

I am

*tired*,

but happy.

Jessie and Mom

left yesterday morning

for a mother/daughter

getaway.

So, Natalie, Dad, and I

have been

running the household.

Coffee Day...

I confess...

I have them.

*sigh of pleasure*

Coffee days...

Found at a gas station on a roadtrip... I was instantly in love!