Songs Of Peace

 If there is one thing I dislike most in life, it's knowing I am trapped. Trapped in a bad job, a place I live or the worst of them all~a bad relationship. Whether it's with a romantic partner or friend. If I feel smothered or forced to stay, I will run for the hills.  When my friendships started shifting I blamed heavy work schedules. As we all have gotten older our responsibilities and need for sleep seemed to cut back on socializing as much. The hardest was losing one of my longest friendships which was Mich. Of all my long-time friends, she was the only one who had a child. I'm not sure what a psychologist would make of my friends? Almost all of us chose to remain childless by choice. Were we the by-product of bad parents? Many of my childless friends have parents who are still married so we can't blame it on them.  When I met my husband, he was the human equivalent of a fairy tale creature. A unicorn in a dating world, filled with extended families and steps of s...

This is actually a very old blog from my original TV.com days. I thought until recently it was bought out by CNet until a fellow editor told me I had neglected the other site so long that it was bought out by CBS. Sheesh. Where does time go? So, a lot has happened since the last blog. I wrote a lot but crying too much to hit the post button. My aunt Jan, finally passsed away. She was at home with my uncle Steve holding her hand. In this past week I lost both of my pet bunnies. Inki to old age and Grissom from a broken heart. I kinda know how he feels. I will never use the expression, "dumb bunny" ever again. I have purposely stayed at the farm and in isolation since Jan's death. Now, more than ever, thiis old blog sums up what Jan meant to me. BTW~ the "ex" in this blog is Shoe Man. He just texted me, asking if I was at the barn,yet? On my way... Time to rerun another blog. It is one of my favorite Christmas memories and I hope it helps to r...