“Sorry, I can’t do this any more!” “What do you mean you can’t do this anymore? What is THIS, you can’t do?” “Umm…” “I really think you need to cut back on watching the soap opera’s and reality TV shows and get back to work.” “Ummm…” “Ummmm….what? Jerry? I have no idea what you are
Eddy was whining again, Mary just wasn’t having it this time. He had fallen off his bike again and Mary was tired of constantly having to toss him back on again. “What is wrong with you? This is meant to be fun, I am out of here!” Mary picked up her bike and just as
Henry was awoken for the umpteenth time by the sound of metal grazing upon metal. He tried to block it out by pressing his palms against his ears. It didn’t work, he frustratedly yanked his duvet and covered his head, pulling out one pillow from under his head and smothering himself with it. No luck.
I have been binge-watching a lot of shows on Netflix. I finally reached my quota and hit the breaks when I wrapped up all four seasons of Queer Eye and hit the halfway mark on season three of RuPaul’s Drag Race. I knew I needed to stop and rejoin reality, my reality, a painful reality.
Life , Life Lessons , People , PonderingHow Do We Get Our Parents to Live Their Full Potential Now?
“Mama, would you consider offering your expertise as a teacher? There are a lot of organisations and school boards in need of your expertise.” “I am tired, I was a teacher for over 30 years, I don’t really want to engage in anything in that area anymore.” “How about going back to running the orphans
Slightly over 17 years ago I watched my mother force-feed my father as he slowly deteriorated. His mind had given up and his body wasn’t fighting much. In a matter of months, he was gone. Those who exploited him and had run away in his time of need were back singing praises of my father’s