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wisedreamerreview · 1 hour
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Take Stock
good morning all-dawn begins pushing away night, a time of rest for most, a time of fear for others. As we go about this day may we remember our blessings, may we seek out those in need of our caring, concern, compassion and may we act on their need. Fire without fuel will not burn, a sailboat without wind will not sail, seeds without water will not grow- may we be the tool needed to make a…
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Time
When time runs out.. When its morning and you should be preparing for work, school, appointments of various type, only you’re moving slow, distracted by other things that seem more inviting than yet another responsibility. You were delayed by a myriad of other things in life..and you must rush out the door because time ran out. – When you barely get a bill paid on time because, you had to wait…
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wisedreamerreview · 2 days
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Interrupted...Again
I’m determined, Lord willing, to get my yard cleaned. Yesterday I was back out there. Knowing the temperature was going to be warm, I actually wore shorts which ended up being a problem. After all the morning routine was finished, I prepared to get started. I walked across the yard, grabbed the rake then reconsidered. My carport needed to be cleaned and organized. As I backed my car out my son…
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wisedreamerreview · 3 days
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This Race
Those who know me well (enough), know that I am a NASCAR  fan. Thanks in part to my dad and my son. I sat here yesterday watching the race in Texas. I scared my dog Bella a couple of times due to my shouting at the television. While I have several drivers I pull for, it was good to see Chase Elliot win after such a long drought. His win though was only after a few restarts and during one, a bit…
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wisedreamerreview · 5 days
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The First Morning Cup, a fiction write for blogophilia
Brenin turned away from us and as he took his first step he shrank down quickly to his normal size. As he moved away, we followed carefully. Without a word said between us we knew we did not want to make a misstep and cause injury to anyone. Pushing what looked amazingly like Spanish Moss aside we stepped into a world we could not have imagined in our wildest fantasies. Standing awestruck we all…
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wisedreamerreview · 5 days
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Memories
One of the sad things about scrolling through social media memories is seeing those who have passed away. Their voice silenced. Their candle dimmed, with only the memories keeping it lit. Their words, their actions, the wonders of their life that they shared, echoing through the valley of remembrance. Seeing the comments that were made to what they gave us still reminds and touches the heart. I…
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wisedreamerreview · 6 days
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Visibility
Maybe I say too much. The posts I make too wordy in a world of shorter attention spans. In a world where everyone is in a hurry, too many places to be for too many reasons. No time for all I have to say. Because maybe, in trying to make a point, I ramble on, saying too much. Even my son in conversation will tell me to get to the point. In a nice way. But some times I feel, invisible. Unseen.…
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wisedreamerreview · 7 days
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Easy as ABC
Dad had an appointment today with an audiologist. He had his third hearing test, which was probably the better of the three  tests. I was not surprised to see lights on down at their place when I got up this morning just before seven. I was even less surprised to find out that he had gotten up at four. He really wants those hearing aids. We left the house an hour early because I had no idea what…
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wisedreamerreview · 8 days
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Seeking Answers and finding Maturity
I’m sitting here scrolling through social media and listening to the rain falling outside. The same rain as yesterday is falling now. A slow, light, soaking rain. The world around me has exploded in its green dressing, making such a difference from the winter months. The outside cats were fed an hour ago. Momo (our part time cat) showed up after not being around for a couple of days. She allows…
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wisedreamerreview · 9 days
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Yard Work to Life Work
And here we are, enjoying the gift of another day. All the usual has been done. I’m working on my third cup of coffee and considering the day. I’m a little disappointed in that the weather prognosticators are calling for the possibility and probability of rain for the next few days. Not because I don’t like rain, but because I’m trying to get my yard cleared of all those leaves that are covering…
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wisedreamerreview · 10 days
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Red Flags
I’ve been sitting here scrolling through the memories that social media share with me. Everything else has been taken care of so… coffee and memories. One that stung was a brief post about the brother we lost a few years back to Leukemia. my brother met me at the pond today when I was walking. We ended up walking together and then standing around talking for a long time. I really enjoyed today…
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wisedreamerreview · 11 days
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A Blessed Gift
Its so very quiet. Even with the radio playing, Bella stretched out nearby, grunting on occasion, the inside terrible trio of cats making their presence known, it is quiet. It is not a bad thing. No calls from mom, other than her every morning call, means that dad is doing okay. At least for the moment. I scrounged up some usable wood from the yard to build a low fire in the wood stove. I wanted…
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wisedreamerreview · 12 days
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Made Different
I was sitting here earlier watching the outside cats. All my morning routine had been done, with the exception of the morning call from my mother. So I was waiting. As I sat here I noticed the last formally feral cat who was spayed. As those who adopted one or more of her babies know, she had beautiful kittens. The thing was and is, female cats will reproduce at a frightening rate. This cat, who…
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wisedreamerreview · 13 days
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Something Better
I’m sitting here enjoying the morning. I’ve been up a while, all the usual routine things done. Outside the wind is picking up again and causing the windchimes to play loudly. I’ve scrolled through the memories that social media showed me this morning. The following comment was made in 2012. Last day of work this week–lets get it over with–then I can spend time doing the things I really…
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wisedreamerreview · 14 days
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Prepare for the Suddenly
Odd how the unusual, becomes the usual. Yesterday the electricity went off suddenly for the second day in a row. I wasn’t surprised yesterday as the wind was high and I thought something may have come into contact with a line somewhere. According to the text I received when the power was restored that was exactly what happened. I had already planned on going to the bank for mom and figured this…
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wisedreamerreview · 15 days
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Hear Me
Please Lord, do not let me forget that even as I suffer, there are others who suffer more. Do not allow me to overlook, that even as I grieve, there are others, who have suffered their own loss. While my heart and spirit weeps, their pain greater, deeper, seemingly without end. Let me not, fall so deeply into my own feelings, that I forget others. Let me not, stumble into a rut of self pity,…
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wisedreamerreview · 15 days
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Gifts
Looking out the window this morning it appears as if the woods have exploded in green. How did I miss this? It seems as if yesterday the trees were still bare from winter and now they are dressed and dressing in their best. I do know that the past couple of days of high temperatures played a large part in this, along with the fact that the sky is dark from cloud cover allowing the colors to stand…
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