I cry more now

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Revamped paintings with some digital manipulations, love the results!

I Cry More Now!

I'm older and wiser

I  cry more  now

when I see hate

  abuse and neglect.

Dissension in our universe

is sad and overwhelming.

Perspectives are askew

Shandra can't handle the state of the world and needs encouragement.

It's a blamers world.

No one takes responsibility.

People want an easy escape.

There is none.

If you leave a marriage 

there's is fall out,

disillusioned children

broken one way or another.

If you stay in the  abuse
the damage 
solidifies.  

Carmen is grieving.

 

Accepting mental illness 

is heroic....

If you also take responsibility 

for the ramifications,

the damage it inflicts,

the chaos and fear it causes.

Recognizing it as so.

 Defining it otherwise

is an injustice to all

 who have suffered it's terror.

 No one imagines themselves

addicted, homeless, alone.

But, it happens

Why?

The stories are missing

as the blame  

recurs

In labels, 
abuse, mental illness
addiction

Alberta and Al very very loosely sketched and painted...unusual for me.

I cry more now 

when I see the love

I taught my child,

  reciprocated,

in forgiveness, allegiance 

compassion.

Athena is full of wonder...she still believes in all the  goodness!

I cry at good deeds

kind moments,

joyous occasions for others

great leaders, humanitarians

trustworthy ethics and kindness

strong women, gentle men

I cry at stories of redemption

good music, cheerful endings

magical moments, philanthropy

I endure the pain of death
and illness. 
I shut my eyes to the

  visuals

 of abuse, gore, hatred

horror.

My mind shuns 

what shreds the fibers of my 

soul

Casey is a constant skeptic...she does give you the benefit of the doubt though.

In reverence I

grapple to shards

of hope!

and the goodness of my beautiful daughter!!

Do you find yourself a bit more emotional these days? 

Changed Paint Party Friday

A happy Couple Mixed media acrylic collaged onto a background.

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Different Now

I’m nothing the same as I used to be

Different in so many ways
I live my life easily
With many artful days

I used to worry and work
Like a person who was never done
But when I turned fifty
Seems my creative life begun

Oh sure I have many aches and pains
but I’ve relinquished the bulk  of work
I figured since I doubled my share before
 I've earned this lovely perk!

 I ignore the messes in my midst
that drove me  quite insane
If I clean them right now
They'll only be there again!
I’ll cut and colour, paint and draw
Read, write and listen
Enjoying moments of creative bliss
Let my happy heart glisten

I need less now, in the way of things
I care less what others think
Even my giggle's changed
Coffees my favourite drink

At sixty I may pierce my septum
and get dreadlocks in my hair
but  that might  be too drastic
so  funky glasses I shall wear!

Tolerating less as time moves on
Hating repeated drama
Life has its ups and down
I have less "problem" stamina

Darn if I don't weep more too

at joyful movies and some sad
I feel silly when I get verklempt 
these goofy emotions make me mad!

Thankfully I am wiser now
enjoying time by myself
Creating for many hours
storing worries on the shelf!

When I was 32 I found there was a pivotal change in my life as I was no longer needing to 
be what everyone expected. Then at 40 I got divorced. That decade was both happy and rocky.   So when I turned fifty things had settled down and I had a new creative path and a different attitude!  When I looked around I noticed many other women were the same as they turned half century old.... they too were less tolerant, and you  know what...that's okay! 

Is there any particular age where you noticed a pivotal change that took you on a new path?

Mothers Day Super Hero

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 In honour of Mothers Day here in Canada and the United States, I am re-posting a poem written five years ago since I have a new group of readers. For the last few years I can honestly say I have been celebrating Mothers Day
everyday! I am very blessed  so this Sunday  we will enjoyed  a day
of rest for our family to do whatever is easiest and makes them happy!!

Everyday Super Hero, Birth of her day 

With a cloth in hand

She births her day

Throwing laundry

In baskets

Chopping food in her way

 She folds, makes beds

Runs up and down stairs

Answering questions

Gets breakfast,

makes lunches

Braids hair,

Inspects Homework

She showers, shaves

Throws makeup to face

Runs out the door

At a phenomenal pace

Drives children to school

Rushes to work

it doesn’t end there.

Dashing home late

with dinner to prepare

Children’s lessons to attend

Their practices to police

Fights to deter

Relatives to see

Stories to be read

Talks to be had

Exhausted she longs

For the comfort of bed

 More laundry

more dishes

The phone

Rings again

Dog needs

A walk

Kitty needs fed

 Ongoing obligations

Stir in her head

Along with

The guilt of

Things unattended

Like bills, the garden

Pants needing mended

 On and on she

spins like a top

No time to get ill

Or grieve

Thing she’s not

It’s a luxury

Her day

Simple won’t afford

With all that she does

She deserves

A reward

 Yet she’s

often Misjudged

Not Pampered

Not praised

Pitied  by those

Expecting her to date

 Still she conquers her list

Feeling overwhelmed

Yet rarely complains

As Critics peer on

Examining what’s missed

 Heroic,  honorable

Single moms of our times

Giving up evenings

to spend with her kids

 An epic woman 

In her effort to please

Yet so often treated

Like a contagious disease

 

 Although this was written with all the single moms  in mind, I dearly

respect all women who manage to pull off working a job,  

while raising a family....... you are also my superheroes!!!

It's sometimes just a little harder with no partner to confer with

about finances, household mishaps and raising children.

No one to carry part of the load during the daily drudgery. Of

course their are extenuating circumstances where women have

the burden of elderly parents, a mentally ill spouse, or disabled

partner. Also very burdensome situations with little time

allotted to self preservation!! Cheers to all of you! Single or not you 

can all relate to the many things women do in a day! 

You all deserve a holiday on a deserted island....or should I say

 a yummy Dessert-ed Island!!!

  

 Raspberry Delight
 
2 cups of graham cracker crumbs
3 tablespoons of margarine
3 tablespoons of sugar
Mix those three ingredients together
pack down into a 9x13 pan
place in a 350 degree oven for 8-10 minutes


Prepare 2 cups boiling water add 2 packages of raspberry Jello stir well
then add a 600 g package of Frozen raspberries to the hot jello and stir
Place the mixture in the fridge for a bit then stir half way through ...
so it's a thickened but not solid

Beat one cup of white icing sugar with one package of cream cheese 8oz Then fold in the 500 g tub of Cool whip

After the graham cracker base cools, put a thin layer of the cool whip mixture over the whole base
then spread all the raspberry mixture,
finish off with the rest of the cool whip mixture.....
sprinkle some loose graham cracker crumbs for eye appeal
Store in the fridge.....can be doubled and frozen too!
So yummy my brothers favorite dessert!


Mother or not, I hope all women will take this time to honour who they are and do one special thing just for yourself! Love you ALL!! 

What is one thing you  can do to honour yourself?