Month: February 2012

What Luck! A Black Cat!

Photo by Cherry Coley About two years ago we had a new addition to our family.   It wasn’t really a well thought out thing, it just happened.  You see, I have an enormous weakness for black cats.  I just love them.  I have had many of them through out my life and they are different than most cats.  Black cats have a very different attitude, a very different look and well, they are good luck if you own one.  Oh, I know all about the superstitions associated with them, perhaps that’s why I have such a heart for them.    This is Batman.  At the last apartment complex we lived at a group of kids had found him and were carrying him around and basically were loving him to death.  The kids had good intentions, but they were little kids and Batman was just a little bitty, scrawny kitten, and they were handling him way too much.  My daughter, Lindsey had broken her leg while climbing in a tree.  She had rescued the kitten from …

Journals and Creativity

I used to want a diary so bad when I was growing up, the kind with a little lock and a key.  My mom finally bought me one, but it proved to be a mistake.  She would sneak in and read it when she felt like it and then would start asking me questions about the stuff I had written.  It really bothered me as well as hurt me.  A journal or diary is a personal thing, a place to put down things that you want to remember.  I stopped keeping a diary and destroyed the one I had.  Over the years I have on occasion, usually at challenging times in my life, kept journals.  Then about two and a half years ago I began journaling daily.  These journals are not diary’s though occasionally they may seem that way, they are instead a written down thought process.  I write down problems, events, dreams, wishes, drawings of things that pop into my head, and other stuff that I am working on in my personal growth areas.  …

EEEK!! Bad Grammar Headache!

Okay, I will admit that the other day I posted a blog and then read it later in the day and realized that I really had not edited it very well.  It bothered me so bad that I couldn’t rest well until I went back and edited and changed a few things to make it read better.  Does that make me a perfectionist?  I seriously doubt it could especially since I am nowhere near being perfect at grammar.  In fact, I write much like I speak most of the time.  It just bothered me, so I went back and fixed it.  Now I feel better and can focus on other things, like taking a nap.  Cherry Coley (c)  

Walking in the Darkness

photo by Casey Keal   People handle grief in all kinds of different ways.  Not only that, but there are cycles to it and a process of healing that you go through that is intense and just plain hurts. When you lose someone you were close too, a hole is ripped in your heart.  There’s a vacancy that just can’t be filled.  When you lose more than one person in a short time, the world becomes a very dark place very quickly.  You will, without any choice in the matter, experience all the gifts grief brings with it including: regrets, second guessing, confusion, forgetfulness, feeling lost, anger, and that urge to call that person that just won’t go away.  There hasn’t been a day since mom and dad have been gone that I haven’t wanted to pick up the phone and call them to check on them or share some news with them.   I went through the wondering what would have happened if….stage.  That one was probably the hardest for me. The “what if’s” and …

Childhood Memories

I grew up in a part of Dallas, Texas called Urbandale.  The elementary school we went to, was called Urban Park Elementary and was at one time a military school for boys.  There is still a historical marker at the school, though the original building has somewhat been swallowed up by portable buildings and a huge add on building to accommodate current students.   Urbandale was every bit a small town when I was younger.  We had a small grocery store, a little downtown area with a Motts 5 and 10 store, Rexall Pharmacy, a Dairy Queen and a gas station.  I can remember many days of walking to the Pharmacy, Motts, then Dairy Queen with mom and my brother.  In fact, Dairy Queen was one of the places my dad liked to go out to eat.  He enjoyed the steak finger basket and a chocolate dipped icecream cone on many occasions.  I still love Dairy Queen and that their menue hasn’t changed that much.  You can still order those things on their menu even now.  Our other favorite place was Rexall’s Pharmacy.  …

What If Life Were Like A Cartoon?

  I’ve often thought how much fun it would be if life were like a cartoon.  Just think of it!  You could flush yourself down the toilet or jump off a bridge and be flattened when things got too dramatic, then stick your thumb in your mouth and re-inflate.  You could do all manner of evil to the annoying people in your life much like on some of the classic cartoon and there would be no real harm done.   By finding a pencil lying around, you could give yourself super powers, complete with a cape and matching outfit, not to mention making yourself look any way you wanted.  If you wanted to lose weight you could simply draw yourself thinner, or younger, or older, as it suited you.  It would be great wouldn’t it?  Yes, for a while it would be a lot of fun.   Then what?  Do cartoons really feel anything?  “Of course not,” you say, “they are just actors behind drawings!”   True, but even if cartoons were real would they really FEEL anything?  …

Happy Valentines Day

To be honest, Valentine’s Day has never been my favorite holiday. Charlie Brown and I share a lot of the same experiences, although, I think he beat me in not getting a single one. I was always a little mad at Snoopy for not giving him a Valentine; after all he DID feed the dog. The more I talk to other people the more I’ve realized that this holiday doesn’t hold fond memories for many of us. Some of the places I’ve worked made a big deal out of Valentine’s Day, going so far as trading the little Valentine’s and pinning them up on your cubicle walls. It was (like in elementary school) a popularity contest. Those who didn’t receive a lot of Valentine’s felt left out or disappointed. So this year, toss out the old thoughts about the holiday. This year take Valentine’s Day back and remember what it SHOULD be. Take this and make it not just one day, but the first day of the year to celebrate the love of life. It doesn’t …