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Father's Day
Posted:Jun 16, 2019 10:59 am
Last Updated:Jun 17, 2019 12:39 pm
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I know you are with me because I still feel you.
I know I will see you, again.
There are times, like today, when my faith is tested.
It is because I miss you.
I have a lifetime of memories.
These memories sustain me when I am down, or doubting.
The lessons you taught me continue to guide me.
I am blessed for knowing you.
I am grateful for the times we shared.
I know I will see you, again.
I love you and miss you.
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Hawaii
Posted:Jun 13, 2019 5:46 pm
Last Updated:Jun 27, 2019 5:26 pm
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Meet me in Hawaii? It would be fun, and it is half way between us.
Have you lost your mind? I don’t really know you?
That is not true, we have known each other for years. We just have not met.
What make you think this would be a good idea?
There is a time and place for everything, and maybe the time is now?
It is true we have a connection, but would this connection be the same in person?
That is the great unknown. What are you afraid of?
I am afraid we would not get along in person. I am afraid I might like you, too much.
There is no doubt we would get along in person. Also, how can you like someone “too much?”
The truth is that I am afraid …
I understand, and I feel the same!
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Best Friends
Posted:May 20, 2019 5:20 pm
Last Updated:May 22, 2019 5:24 pm
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It gets more and more difficult, each time he leaves. He shuffles towards his car, barely able to open the car door. His heart is pounding, he feels light-headed, and a tear falls from his eye. He gathers himself, as he sits in his car, wondering why there is so much heartache?

He is her best friend …she always tells him. He is the one she calls, when she wants to go out and have fun. They always have fun, when they are together. He is her duet partner for karaoke, he knows her favorite movie, he knows her favorite flower, and he knows they are perfect for each other.

How many times has he comforted her when she tells him about her latest failed relationship? He is the one she leans on, when others hurt her. He is the that holds her, lifts her up, dusts her off, and tells her she is better off without someone unable to see all she is …to see her, as he sees her.

Why is it so difficult to tell her how he feels? The connection between them is strong. He knows she loves and cares about him, and he knows how he feels about her. Why can't he be true to his heart?

As he starts his car for his lonely drive home, he knows he will say nothing. He is not a risk taker. To open his heart and let her know how much he loves her would expose himself to the potential of losing her, forever. He can take the ache in his heart loving her from a distance, but he cannot take her leaving his life, forever. After all, they are best friends.
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Remember when we …? Continued
Posted:May 6, 2019 2:53 pm
Last Updated:May 24, 2019 8:42 pm
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Arriving early, the table where their first meeting happened was unoccupied. He asked the hostess, if he could have table? He wanted to re-live, as much as possible, the first time they had met. He could remember day, long ago, as if it happened only yesterday. The moment she entered the room, his heart skipped a beat, and he knew this was destine to be someone special in his life. Her smile, her style …her presence jolted him. day was long ago.

She entered the café and quickly noticed him. He looked different? He had more gray hair then he did, years ago, but he still had a captivating smile. Was he sitting at the same table where they first met? She could not recall? Too much time had passed, but she still felt something she had not felt in years.

He crossed the room to meet her, quickly hugged her, and thanked her for agreeing to meet him. There was a brief moment of awkward silence, as he guided her to the table. They had shared many good times, but was the past.

The conversation during lunch was pleasant …cordial. However, there seem to be a barrier between them? What was not said was weighing upon each of them. How did they end up here? They once were close …the best of friends, too!

As they said their good byes, a touch of sadness could be heard in his voice. "We should have returned here, long ago. It is a special place …the place where it all began.” "We could meet here, next week? It might be fun!" She said. He knew the past might be best left in the past. “Maybe?” He said. She turned and started to walk away. He needed to say something …"Do you remember when we used to dance?” “Of course” was her reply. “Maybe we should go dancing?” He said. “ would be nice. Why don’t we talk about it at dinner? When will you be home?” She asked him.
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A Quiet Woman
Posted:Apr 29, 2019 6:13 pm
Last Updated:May 2, 2019 1:39 pm
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There once was a woman who was very quiet. Many wondered why she was so quiet and aloof? She appeared to be lost in her thoughts …in her own world? She appeared unapproachable to others.

One day, she was approached and asked why she was so quiet?

“Quiet?" The woman replied? No, I was thinking; observing all around .

Why do you not join the group, or participate in the discussion, the man replied. Your perspective would be welcome. We would like you to join us.

“I am quiet because I am reflective,” said the woman. “I prefer to think before I speak because this is who I am. I am not one to immediately express all thoughts in my mind. I prefer to consider what I am about to say. I do not want to hastily comment without thinking about the impact my words might have? I want my words to show thought for what others say; what I say.”

*A work of fiction in response to the Quiet Man
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Remember when we …
Posted:Apr 9, 2019 9:47 pm
Last Updated:May 6, 2019 12:47 pm
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Remember when we were one of the few couples in the restaurant? It was a cold night, but we were together. You remembered that you liked the berry pie. I admit the pie was very good, but I remember gazing out the window, looking at the water, and being glad I was with you.

Remember when you asked if you could join me? I was surprised when you entered. I thought I would be alone? When you did join me, I was glad you took the initiative. It was the confidence you had in you and in me that made the greatest impression.

Remember when we were able to laugh? We could relax and enjoy our time together. A joke was not the reason for the laughter. It was the comfort we felt being with each other and sharing our memory. Telling our story. Being able to laugh.

Remember when we shared our dreams? The discussions we had while we were close. We were able to think about tomorrow. We were able to believe in a better future. We were able to believe in us.

Remember when we were quiet? We had nothing to say. There was nothing to say. There was nothing left. We forgot to remember when we …
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The Known Stranger …continued
Posted:Mar 26, 2019 5:57 pm
Last Updated:Apr 7, 2019 5:06 pm
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He started to leave, but stopped. She looked at him, again, with a sense of recognition. There was something about him that was completely familiar to her? He did not appear any different from other customers, but he had a look about him? There was a presence about him. She turned to leave because there were many other appointments on her schedule. He turned, and he asked: "Would you like to meet, after work?" This was an unexpected and, in some ways, unwanted question because she discouraged similar interests from other customers. She could smile, thank him, and, politely, decline his invitation. That would be the prudent thing to do. However, she kept wondering what it was about him that was familiar? She smiled, again, as she considered his question? He looked down, looked away, and prepared to apologize for the inappropriate question. As he started to apologize, she stammered out …"yes, it would be nice to meet you, after work.” He, now, was the one to stammer! He said, “that would be wonderful! I will meet you, here, and we will find a place where we can get to know each other.” They parted, not really looking at each other, and he left the clinic. As he walked away, he looked back and noticed she was looking at him. Don’t we already know each other, they both thought?
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The Past Year
Posted:Mar 23, 2019 6:02 pm
Last Updated:Mar 26, 2019 2:32 pm
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It has been a year, and there is so much to tell you. I can’t say that it has been a happy year, and it has been a year with more days of sadness than usual. There have been some moments, when it has been possible to come close to joy. However, those days, too, often end up being sad because they are the time I would have wanted to tell you about what I did. I would have wanted to share my special moments, with the people closest to me. I know you are still with me because I can feel you near. I am sustained because we will meet, again, and I will tell you all. It has been a year.
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The Past, Present, and Future
Posted:Mar 7, 2019 6:41 pm
Last Updated:Mar 8, 2019 5:49 pm
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There once was a confidence was often mistaken for arrogance. The future was full of unknowns, but nothing to fear because it was there for the takin The mind was filled with endless curiosity and the body was fit and stron It would be a bright future, with possibly many adventures? It would be a future where one could make a difference and influence others.

Time progressed, and the place we ended is much different than where we expected. It is not a horrible place, and we arrived this place because of the choices we made. Along the way, we have met many people, and we have lost some people were very important to us. We accept we are the total of our experiences, good and bad.

The ahead …the possibility exists for good to happen. There are still people very important to us, but we might meet others who will impact our lives in ways we cannot imagine. We hope for the best.
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The Known Stranger
Posted:Feb 25, 2019 5:01 pm
Last Updated:Mar 1, 2019 5:35 pm
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His appointment was at 11 AM. As he entered the clinic, his heart started to beat faster. Maybe this was not the best of ideas? However, he had traveled too far, and it was now, or never.

The picture he had in his mind was different from the person in front of him. He recognized her, but he was surprised by her presence. She had a confidence that he expected, and a self assurance from her years of work.

Have we met before, she asked him? No, yes, maybe he replied. As she looked at him, there was a sense of recognition, but nothing she could remember? Who was this person? It did not matter, he was here for an appointment, and she had met many people that seem familiar. However, there was something about him?

They started to chit chat, nothing too personal. However, as the conversation continued, she kept wondering what it was about him that seemed so familiar? The appointment lasted for less than an hour, and, then it was time for him to leave. He thanked her for her time and expertise, and started to leave. As he was heading for the door, she asked him to wait. She was unsure why she did this? Again, she asked, “have we met before?” He smiled and asked her if she knew where he could find a scooter?
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