The good news is: I don’t have Corona Virus.
The bad news is: How I came to find that out.
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A Distant Time-A New Perspective
Looking into the mirror today, I hardly recognize the person looking back at me. So I think perhaps a little snip here, a little tuck there, and I might like the look of that stranger in the mirror. After all, some of my friends have had a bit of work done. Why not me? Then I realize, that’s not who I am or ever was. If I don’t look in the mirror (and there are many days that I don’t), I still see myself as that tall, thin, gangly teenaged tomboy. And truthfully, except for the occasional ache or pain, I still feel that way.
Continue Reading →God Loves All Creatures
Hi Vid, nice to see you. It looks like we’re maybe going to be laid off soon. The weather’s warming up and our hosts seem to have finally got the message that physical distancing puts a cramp in our style.
Hello Co, yeah, these humans really are hard-headed. They think they’re such a superior species. But we’ve had a hell of a run! We’ve even topped our Great-Great Grandfathers, those Spanish guys. Of course, everyone knows we Chinese have the best viruses!
Dona
In Italian, the word dona is the third person singular of the verb DONARE, which means to give. She gives!
And give she did!
How back in 1942, her parents, who spoke Italian at home, knew to give her that name instead of the more common Donna, is a mystery. How did they know she’d become the most giving person in the world?
And give she did!
Ask anyone who ever met her and they’ll all tell you how she immediately took them into her heart and pronounced them BFF (Best Friend Forever).
Continue Reading →My First Flight
This story is probably the best example, taken from my youth, that demonstrates my character. When I decide to do something, it gets done. I seldom give in and, with few exceptions (my divorce being the most glaring), I generally persevere to the end of whatever I undertake. I’ll even finish a book that I’ve started even if I don’t like it. I suppose I’ve a bit of a stubborn streak. My mother would have said I was Pig-Headed. Anyway, that’s a little introduction for those who don’t know me well.
If you’re thinking that, because of the title of this little story I taught myself to fly, you’re wrong. Read on. Continue Reading →