Poem, snippets and essays of my life

Category: Abandonment

  • Hypochondriac

    I definitely have the qualities of a hypochondriac!

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  • Heart

    Subject: heart I was waliking in San Francisco and I felt a sudden jump in my chest: a kindove a flip flopping or a fist turning or maybe more like something foreign inside me that was trying to get out. I kept on walking as that’s what I do. I was the master of my…

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  • Losing a friend you thought…

    I read the obituaries every morning as many people do. I have no idea why we do this. I look for reasons why people died, how old they were when they died, who survived them, etc. The other morning I saw that my childhood friend had died in February of a long term illness. There…

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  • Lament to Valentine’s Day

    Lament to Valentine’s Day I am not sure why it exists but do realize it has something to do with St Valentine, maybe Cupid, and definitely Hallmark cards. I start to worry about Valentine’s Day a few weeks before it happens. Why do I worry, you might ask? Right. Normal people don’t worry. Normal people…

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  • Thanksgiving

    Once, long ago, I wrote a poem on Thanksgiving about a couple who were standing on a stone wall outside their house. They were wearing matching Fairisle sweaters with wreaths around their necks and were in their fifties. A bird swooped down and took the husbands sweater in his mouth and flew away with him. The wife…

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  • Welcome to the Hotel Possibility!

    A New Way to be Sure About Your New Relationship Tired of aimless dating that leads nowhere? Looking for a life partner and not willing to waste anymore time? Willing to spend a week with your potential new mate and pay for it? Well then, welcome to Hotel Possibility: the place where you can learn…

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  • family wall

    family wall

    In our house in Maine there is a family wall where many memories are drawn or painted. The first measurement of a child’s height was done about 35 years ago when my daughter, Christina, was 2 years old. The wall is now covered with lots of memories and people who visit continue to make more of…

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  • I am grateful for comments…

    Dear  Ms. Watson, I have read a few of your blogs, most recently  the one your wrote this morning. There is great heart and truth in what you write. You talked about fear and yet you expose your soul  in a way few can articulate and to anyone with open eyes, some find great fear…

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  • More on Abandonment and Car…

    Why write? I write because I have to write. I have been writing since I was in third grade. At first it was about my dog and now it is still about my dog and sometimes about my men. All right, all you readers out there in web land who gave me a hard time…

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  • The Stress of Attraction, the…

    The Stress of Attraction…The Fear of Abandonment It doesn’t get any easier to find someone…everyone thinks it will get easier as they get older, but guess what? It feels worse. The other night I was minding my own business, well kindove minding my own business, and circulating at a wonderful dinner by the Truckee River…

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