Hesitate

Stark darkness 

Up the winding staircase

Click clack…Click clack…

The punctilious clicking of heels crossing the stone cold concrete floor

A few more feet to the door

Reach out

Touch the smooth metal handle to open the door

Heart beating

Pounding rhythmically inside the chest

Standing still

Hesitate to pull the handle 

Hesitate to open the door

Hesitate to see what’s on the other side of the door

Here goes

Deep breath

Inhale

Exhale

Push open the door

Hesitate

Walk to the plain sterile desk

“Hello, my name is…I have an appointment with”

I hate the dentist!

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Burger’s 

It’s February but it was 80 degrees today. I decided to make burgers. There’s nothing like making my own hamburger meat. I don’t know what they put in the hamburger when I buy it from the store. 

This time I decided to do a veal and beef chuck blend. But…me being me I couldn’t stop there. I made a Parmesan, Swiss, mushroom and onion mix to add to my burgers. 

Hope you didn’t think that I was done. I also decided that I needed sautĂ©ed mushrooms and onions in a white wine butter sauce. I impressed myself. Bon appetite!!!

Seasoned veal and beef chuck

Mixer’s ready

Cheese and mushroom filling

Grill ready

Sautéed onions

Sautéed onion and mushrooms

Blur


It feels like yesterday when you were born. I had been in labor for hours. The pain of it all was so unreal. They gave me more pain medicine but the contractions weren’t stopping. 

Ten hours go by and then more and as slow as you wanted to go you suddenly changed your mind and in a matter of minutes a doctor lifted up the sheet just in enough time to catch you. It was a blur!

First sounds, first teeth, first steps, and your first year. Time can be so unkind sometimes. Moving so quickly, with each minute passing quicker and quicker. Like a blur! With a blink of an eye you were in kindergarten. 

My career choices made it impossible to be two places at the same time and during all the years I was gone. In its place…a blur

Now your a grown up and everything in between is a blur. I have some good memories and the guilt. All the wishing, hoping and praying. Still feels like a blur

Life is like a blur!

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