On Fridays She Writes

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When the rain stopped, it was quiet.

Just a moment of it.

The nothingness of nothing.

Then a few birds started to talk.

Where had they been ?

Perhaps shaking off the drops on their wings.

Don't we all do that ?

Stop for a time.

Listen to our hearts beat.

The flap of a few wings.

Then on we go.

Until the next time.

 

~ JC ~

On Friday She Writes

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Thinking that she should have bought a smaller size, she pulled at her new pants. Up they went as she walked. The old bricks made the path a bit bumpy for her. She looked around a bit noticing the old style of the houses. Some had been made into small businesses. A lawyer, a chiropractor and even a spa. Next to her was a bar with an odd name. She mentally tried saying it but lost her concentration when one of the bricks made her look down so she wouldn't fall. At the end of the street, was the destination. A small but very popular eatery. Another place that had been fixed up and made into a neighborhood restaurant. Looked nicer than she'd thought it would. As she waited for her table, she went outside to read the menu that was on the wall. A breeze blew at her and she thought she should have brought her jacket.  Was it too far to walk back to the car ? With that thought, she went back inside and was told by the rest of her party that they were next. No coat needed  after all.

 

~ JC ~

(a woman walks to a neighborhood restaurant

 with friends on an old brick sidewalk while thinking of other things.)

She Writes On Friday

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She sat in the office on that chair.

Leaning forward as he explained the results.

He was kind.

Tried to show her each image.

She came in for her back troubles.

Hadn't been able to walk on her leg for over a month.

He said two things showed up.

A day surgery is scheduled on her back.

The hope is it will improve her leg.

Then he showed her the other thing that showed up.

Not his territory at all.

The image was not good.

Words were said to her.

She looked at the picture.

He explained what a good one looks like

and what this bad one looked like.

Something about getting another test done.

Getting a new Dr. that specializes in this.

Doing this right away.

The look in his face said it.

She asked the question.

The words came out.

Is it cancer, she said.

He couldn't say but she needed to get

the new test done right away.

As he left and the nurse came in,

Paperwork and scheduling were done for the back surgery.

A day thing. Nothing big.

She walked out of the office to the lobby.

Looking back for just a moment.

That turn of the sore neck.

Just to make sure.

Did that all just happen ?

She sat down on a chair.

Looked at all the paperwork in her hand.

That's when the tears started.

She wiped them away.

Looked up and told her daughter,

who had been waiting in the lobby,

what had been told to her.

She explained how bad it looked.

Like it was a picture he had just been showing her.

One of those moments you hear about.

Like it's not you they are showing.

Just an image.

A really bad image.

So, the tears got wiped away and the papers folded.

She got up and walked to the elevators.

The new test she needed was downstairs.

Waited in line to schedule that.

Cried a bit in the car ride home.

Not letting her daughter see.

Got home to her cats and dogs.

Did normal things.

Looked at the paperwork and cried.

How did this happen ?

In the hallway, her daughter saw her.

They hugged.

And, the dog barked.

Life goes on.

She was not expecting this.

It isn't what she went in for.

Did this really happen ?

Yes, it did.

Appointments made.

The next weeks will be busy.

As she let her dog back in the house,

she noticed the yard guys had come while she was gone.

The green lawn looked so nice.

She went on with her day.

~ JC ~

Old Cat Lady

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Here I sit with my Crazy Cat Lady coffee cup.

Listening to the birds sing outside.

Telling me I need to refill their food.

Riley watched bird tv every morning.

Even if the feeders are empty.

I tell him that today I will get out.

And, my hope is that today I will do it.

Simple really.

Just walk outside and refill them.

Not as easy as one would think.

I am currently on week two of having my right leg not like me.

It's a lot better though with the steroids.

I can actually walk for a while before I remember

that my leg does not like to do what I ask of it.

Three more days of pills.

I expect wonderful things.

Like walking without pain.

Oh, wouldn't that be great if this works.

I have an appointment set up for next week.

Seeing a Dr. and hoping for a simple solution.

An mri is being scheduled.

We will see what it shows.

Old bones I would expect.

So, today while I cough with this ever nasty cold,

I hope that this old body decides to behave.

I have things to do.

Things I want to do.

If only my leg would behave.

~ JC ~

No One Would Know

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As she thought of the things left to do, she smelled the lavender blend in the air. Trying to enjoy that moment while figuring out the rest of her day. There should be just enough to breath in between. She went over it again while the smells drifted near her. Why must it be that everything happens at the same time ? Plans had already been made. Relax and enjoy the rest of the afternoon. Not today. Rush from place to place instead. She kept telling herself not to worry. She had it covered. Time was her friend today. She'd make it to everything with a smile. Ok, not really but she'd make it with time to spare. If afternoon traffic was informed of her need. As it was, she was running a bit late. The first part of the day went long. They didn't know she was running while walking. Who would know that ? At the end, she got home and looked at the clock. She'd done it all and no one would know how close it came.

~ JC ~

Week Of Everything

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This week has been really odd weather wise.

Snow .. three times and it's mid March.

Add in rain until my woods and yard are flooding.

Think mini pools everywhere.

Wind that blows branches off into my yard.

Hail that scared poor baby Jodie

 before I could get her in the house.

Now, it's sort of sunny. Not as cold as it was.

Was Spring just blowing in in a wild way ?

The cats have been napping by heater vents

or the occasional sun spot on the floor.

One time I left the windows open and had

to run to close them all in time.

Big Al wasn't happy with it at all.

Being my resident nap most the day cat.

He had to get up before his scheduled time.

Riley has been a love this week.

Asking for pets whenever he's not curled up napping.

Meredith Ann has been in heaven.

Her boy is home from college

and is spending lots of time with her.

She's one spoiled kitty this week.

Ashton has warmed up to Jodie.

No more constant growling when he sees her.

He is still pulling his furs out but it grows back in fast.

Jasmine has been napping a lot.

Maybe she's waiting for this weather to blow away.

Maddy Jean is a napper too.

In between playing with Jodie that is.

Me, I've been fighting my neck pain.

Nothing like a pinched nerve to remind one of their old age.

Add in my constant friend, Migraine

and well, this week has been lousy pain wise.

I've been drinking coffee like water.

Hoping it will do the trick.

Not yet but I'm still trying.

Been having trouble with my ability to keep my weight down.

Down .. let's go up is what my old body tells me.

Even joined an online group.

Will it help ? Cost enough. It better.

So, to all of you three or four who read my blog,

this is my Friday Update.

Not a bad week. Just an odd one.

So, here's to the nicer weather.

Hope the sun comes out.

The snow and hail don't return for a while.

The boy goes back to college and gets A's.

Hey, a Mom can hope can't she.

Spring brings Summer ...

I can't wait.

If I'm going to have daily headaches and

that lovely pain in the neck to keep me company,

I want it with a bit of that yellow stuff.

I know the Purr and Fur Gang would agree with me.

~ JC and napping Riley ~

The Sounds

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Hands holding the darkness in.

Only the distant sounds of pounding emerge.

A bell jingles up the stairs.

The engines hum below.

She can hear herself breath.

The lights have been found.

Singing for food outside the window.

Must be time to start.

~ JC ~

Today I held my hands over my face

and listened to the sounds around me.

A roof is being redone and I can hear

it through my woods.
The nails being pounded in.

A cat, Riley, ran up the stairs.

When isn't he doing something.

The computer humming away.

So quiet I can hear myself.

That's a rare thing around here.

A bird singing outside my window.

And, now it's time to get busy with my day.

Gentle The Giants Sit

I've sat here many times.

Looking out at the muted skies.

On the brink of darkness

with a touch of blue thrown in.

Gentle the giants sit.

Waiting for their turn to dance.

Will it be tonight one asks.

The warmth in the air

declines the kind offer.

Memories will rock them for now.

Me, I dream of what they want.

Enjoying the leisure of the sun.

~ JC ~

This is the view I see while I wait

for Mr. Boatman.

He checks on our boat to make sure

it's ok for the Winter storms.

On Friday She Writes

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Something that I didn't know til later in my life.

I started wishing for it.

Needing it to quiet me to sleep.

I guess I knew what it was

only it was called something different.

The wiser I got,

the more the world taught me.

It was not real.

It was just for me.

The thoughts of what could be.

The moments I needed to be peaced.

The times I was wild with fear.

That is when I needed it most.

And, as time has gone on,

I do it every day.

It's a ritual for me.

It calms me.

It makes me get up and continue on.

~ JC ~

HOPE

On Friday She Writes

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I found you the other day.

 Was walking by and there you were.

I picked you up.

Where did the time go ?

We both look so young.

 I remember that day.

We were sitting under the tree.

It was sunny and we were resting in the shade.

Mom came out and took our photo.

 I had my hand over your shoulder.

I can still remember you.

 It's been a while.

My memories are fading.

I don't think about you like I did.

I forget sometimes.

Lately, you have been on my mind.

Maybe that's why I found you again.

 If only in that photo.

~ JC ~

In memory of my dog, Chrissy.

He was my childhood friend.

A mix of a Collie and Shepherd.

On Friday She Writes

When I think back, there's always a girl walking in the woods.

Trees line the small dirt road that turns and curves around them.

The warmth of a Summer day.

Water can be heard from the river that is rolling.

She's walking in between the curves.

A big black bird sits on a branch talking to it's friends.

Parts of pine cones and leaves fall from the tall trees.

She looks up and then down where they fall by her feet.

She's young. In the brightness of her life.

She doesn't know it but this will be the start of her jouney.

She starts now.

She'll remember this time.

The adventures she had. The walks she took.

The moments she saw the things.

The sounds of the water rushing against the rocks.

The dirt between her fingers.

The feeling of knowing that

this is what she was meant to do.

Only it isn't for a long time

that she realizes that her soul was left in those woods.

~ JC ~

I am starting a new thing.
I'm calling it
On Friday She Writes.
Please join me if you wish,
Or, just enjoy what I have written.
What a silly I am.