What is this life if we don't wander to find ourselves?
I was having a conversation with someone this week about slowing down and noticing the world around us...she'll know who she is if she reads this. As I'm listening to her talk and tell her story she used as an example, I realized something about myself — how often I don't slow down and enjoy... Continue Reading →
This weekend I had the opportunity to live a dream — an overnight paranormal investigation of a decommissioned prison. I went with a group to Missouri State Penitentiary, in Jefferson City, Mo., which was originally opened in 1836 and decommissioned in 2004. It was once the largest prison in the United States and held 5,200... Continue Reading →
A couple of days ago I hit day 600 in my personal Facebook gratitude posts. SIX HUNDRED. Six hundred days of posting what I'm grateful for. Six hundred days. That's a lot of days and it blows me away that I've kept it up this long. Call it dedicated, compulsive, whatever, but I've never been sorry... Continue Reading →
I haven't been able to do nearly as much as I used to in these few weeks since surgery...major surgery will do that to you. But last night I was able to get out and see the world. I was thrilled to see a road we usually take was open after floods. Finally! They hadn't... Continue Reading →
I've been on a hiatus. On July 14 I had major surgery. I can say it was one of the strangest experiences of my life. I far underestimated the immediate recovery time/pain/challenges/ALL OF IT. But, I'm happy to report I had an amazing surgical and post-op team at our local hospital. I was home after... Continue Reading →
In true Wandering Pigeon style, I got lost for my birthday. What an incredible day it was. First, one of my passions is photographing old and abandoned things. Especially buildings, and my birthday road trip didn't disappoint. It provided some surprises along the way too. Osage City provided my first photographic opportunity. But they weren't selling slushes... Continue Reading →
Tomorrow is my final day of being 38 years old. After tomorrow, I'll never be 38 again. Ever. I realized that fact tonight as I was thinking about things. And what I figured out is this: while I'll never be 38 again after tomorrow, I'm not even promised 39. If I'm lucky, I'll have 365... Continue Reading →
Tonight I failed my princess poodle, Mayiah. Royally. But before you read on, let me start with this disclaimer: she was not harmed — but she was temporarily upset with me. Let me start at the beginning. Mayiah has always been the Queen Bee in the house — she's 4 pounds of attitude and even my... Continue Reading →
Today I cleaned out my "favorites" bar on one of my web browsers. It was time to let go of some of those websites. My dad was killed in a house fire and on my favorites bar I had bookmarked the various stories done about the fire. Every time I logged onto that web browser,... Continue Reading →
Last night they were predicting golf-ball-sized hail. As I was posting a severe thunderstorm warning to the paper's website, I saw those words "golf ball." All the no's in the world. Since I have a new car, I'm terrified of those words. So, I drove to work to borrow the garage until the storm passed.... Continue Reading →
The Wandering Pigeon 