All the Difference

In an earlier post, I relayed my love for words- how they work together in phrases and sentences, with definition and sound- succinctly making a point or relaying a truth to ponder.

The American poet, Robert Frost was a master with words, and the last stanza of one of my favorite poems of his comes to mind quite often-

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
“The Road Not Taken”

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Mobile Mondays

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I’m learning that Mobile Mondays is time well-spent!

Every second Monday, I volunteer for my local chapter of Meals on Wheels which provides a daily meal and visit to the homebound in my community. I first learned of this from my mama who would take me with her during the summer to either help pack or deliver meals.

In many small ways, my mama taught me the importance of what I’ll call ICU eyes– in other words, I see you eyes Continue reading “Mobile Mondays”

This is the Day

For as long as I can remember, I’ve loved words- how they work together in phrases and sentences, with definition and sound- how they succinctly make a point or express a creative thought to ponder- to me it’s a beautiful thing!

img_1590I have loved and collected books that capture the beauty of words and can remember getting albums like Tapestries of Life by Guideposts from my Aunt Animeda, another lover of words, of phrases, of poetry, and writing that made you think.

I guess for almost as long, I’ve had a desire to bring words into my life- either through study, teaching, or to simply read and enjoy.  Also, burning faintly in the background was the desire to bring my own words to life- in some way or form- but I never really quite knew the avenue or means to make that happen.

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