Letter #27: Here’s something positive to lift you if you can’t reach your goals

Doing Positivity Right

My advice to Germans before I inadvertently turn into one

I came here 11+ years ago as a naive American. I knew about the reputation of Germans being closed and hard to get to know. But I didn’t think it would affect me. “I will just be the friendly American and win everybody over” I…

189. Look out the window, what do you see?

HINT: you’re not seeing the grass and the trees.

WTF

Wasn’t That Fun?

When Penni asked me to join her for a trail walk at LaGrange on Saturday, I did a quick mental…

When Chicken Merry, Hawk Deh Near

Jamaican Proverb

Ever since I was a little girl, I have heard my grandmother and almost every other adult use that phrase; ‘When Chicken Merry, Hawk Deh Near.’ This means, when you are too happy, something bad is going to happen.

Moms Say the Darndest Things!

And so do kids.

My dad tells a story about me from childhood. It is the disappearing Gail story. I was born with an internal timer mandating sleep at darkness. He said when I was young, I would put myself to bed without a word to anyone. If…

Hattie “Houdini” Chicken

We have three chickens. They were raised from day olds, so they have ridiculous personalities and will come to say…

I don’t know

Once again, I’m faced with a goal in mind and with no idea of how I’ll get there. But unlike last year, I don’t let my feelings take…

The beginning

I was born gay.

At least I think I was.

As long as I can remember, I liked other girls.

My first girlfriend was in year 1 in primary school.

A Caveat.

Every day I sit down to write my 100 words and I’ve got some great opinion that I’m really pumped to write about! But then I start typing and remember that I know nothing about life, really. It seems arrogant to write an opinion piece about anything other than my own life experience.

3. There is.

I don’t believe things happen by chance.

I don’t believe things magically appear.

I don’t believe in random connections.

I don’t believe in random choices.

43.

This is my 43rd story on 100 Naked words.

I should have waited for a monumental number like 50 or better yet 100 but I think I’ll take time now instead to reflect on what writing almost everyday has done for me.

If I Was Transparent – #40

If I was transparent I would drift into a self-absorbed state. A cosy existence of me, myself and I. My existence would cease for others. I would not be bothered. I would not be pestered.

Some Enchanted Evening

Orange shag carpet. The kind burned in your memory, circa 1976. A signature signed in the indelible ink of a bygone era. Banana seat bicycles and skinned knees. Piano lessons and peanut butter sandwiches. Mosquito bites the size of quarters. Sleepovers and first kisses behind the shed…

Project 365: Day 156 — The will to build

Only someone who has experienced loss — the irreversible kind — can know what it feels like. Let me attempt to explain.

Some days, it feels like I have swallowed a bag full of lead pellets. My stomach feels heavy and I can feel my…

89. Doing what I say

It is a matter of respect, to myself and to others.

Actions speak more than words. What you do make who you are. Your actions define you, not your words.

My Man

As I reflected on the events of yesterday, I realized how lucky he was that they found it in time. How lucky he is to have been sent to a doctor experienced in the type of surgery that may have just saved his face. A face I have gazed at for thirty one years, one that I want to go on gazing at. Nose intact, eyes…