I love photography and I love the outdoors. If I go out anywhere and I don’t have a way to take a picture, I just can’t enjoy it as much. I don’t know why I have this fascination with photos, it started when I was in my 30’s I think. Over the last couple of […]
Author: Angie
Hi! First off, thanks for popping in! I started this blog for a number of reasons and if you look through the posts you will see all sorts of randomness. I'm a mom of 3 living in a small village in Saskatchewan. We are a household that is on the go a lot with the nearest city an hour away. We love reading, going for walks, playing at as many parks as we can find and just hanging out.
I struggle with anxiety, depression, & ptsd but strive to find the positive in the every day ordinary moments and thank the good Lord for all the blessings I have :)
My Mental Health journey has recently reminded me of my love for all kinds of art, writing poetry being the first to reintroduce myself to. It's hard to open up and let those feelings flow after being buried so deep for so long.
I have a little bit of everything here so I won't take it personally if you don't like or connect to everything I write, but I do really appreciate you being here and sharing in this journey of me re-discovering my true self through words and thoughts that don't always make sense to anyone but myself :D
Nature Is Beautiful
You sat staring at me. Your mysterious eyes mesmerizing my entire being. Beauty. I don’t remember how old I was when I saw it. I thought it was a trick at first. As I stood there looking at it, it looking back at me, unblinking, not moving, I didn’t know really what else to think. […]
Memories Of Christmas’s Past
Christmas used to mean family. Gathering at Grandma’s long, giant table. We could get about 20 people around that table! To the side of the dining area there was always another long table set up as a counter. It was always full of crackers, cheese, meat, carrots, cucumbers, celery, peppers, pickles, dips, cookies, bars, chips; […]
The Grandpa I Never Knew
I received a phone call last week from Campbell River, British Columbia. One that I have to admit, I love seeing on my phone lately. A call that less than a decade ago was not something I would ever have foreseen. One that always needs to be followed by a few quiet, thoughtful moments. These […]
American Thankfulness – A Poem
Originally posted on the unlit cigarette:
There will be commentary on this poem at the end. Thank you for reading. Commentary, i.e. rant American Thankfulness – A Poem Today it seemed thoughts were heavier than yesterday But less than tomorrow’s dream you hoped to have instead Let us greet Thanksgiving with a word of thanks…
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