Vicarious. it means, experienced in the imagination, through the feelings and actions of another person. The word just popped into my head today, and had me thinking if I have ever enjoyed or experienced something vicariously. And, as if in answer, my nephew, P, came bounding down… Continue reading A blessing.
Sniff sniff sniff... I follow her trail, to no avail. This is the spot where I met her yesterday, where we promised to meet today. This is the place, where I set my eyes on her; she, in all her white furry glory, her light brown eyes, her sexy whiskers, and her tail, swaying… Continue reading Miss you, my love!
Memories. How enlivening they can be, when they call out to us from our distant past, and add a touch of freshness to our lacklustre lives! Memories, of people from our past, who no longer share the physical world with us; memories of the warmth… Continue reading Granny.
I see her every evening, trudging along on the deserted street, lost in her thoughts. The wrinkles on her face tell countless tales of her life. But, her eyes - they seldom give away the pain they have seen. She smiles at me, waves at me from across… Continue reading Inspiration.
On the first day of this year, as is the norm, I made a resolution. I resolved to let go of old grudges, forgive and forget wounds inflicted in moments of passion, and open my arms wide enough for people to re-enter my life. It does take a fair amount… Continue reading A lesson learnt.