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Learning to Drive

After I finished driver's training, I thought I was road-ready, but passing the behind-the-wheel driver's test turned out to be something like climbing Mt. Everest. It took me four tries to pass it. The first was not entirely due to poor driving.



Sunday Drive

view through a car window

I walked away from driving about two years ago. I’ve never really enjoyed driving. I have always been a nervous driver, afraid that I will zig when a zag is called for. Several near misses during my driving days amplified that fear. I think the problem may have started on a Sunday drive.



Reflection on the Larceny of Squirrels

squirrel

The other day, I watched one neighboring squirrel raid the nest of the homesteader in our front yard tree. A few days later, the homesteader buried another cache of nuts on our boulevard. As soon as he left, the neighbor came over, searched, pillaged and re-buried our homesteader's bounty. No wonder the homesteader can't find his stockpile!



Saving Blooper

The Real Blooper
The Real Blooper

A fictionalized and embellished account of the true story of saving Blooper, a lost kitten who's fight to survive and persistence paid off.

Favorite Child

heart pool

My young son asked, “Momma, who do you love more? Me or Nicki?” I had to think. I knew the stock answer was, “I love you both the same,” but I didn’t. I loved some qualities about him that she didn’t have and she had some lovable qualities that I didn’t see in him.

Memories of August

children at play

Creeks and wooded walkways had all been explored.Forts were built and dismantled; some were rebuilt and some were abandoned. The days were hot, too hot for outdoor play, and so after supper we all went out into the dusk to reconnect our friendships with backyard (and front-yard) games.



More Time

family time

For just a moment, I wished the nostalgic wish that crosses every mother's mind from time to time. I wished that I could go back in time and hear the youthful voices of my children and their friends one more time.



Bailey: Letting Go

Bailey

It is very hard to let go after eight years of loving someone. I never thought of a dog having a stroke, but Bailey was always full of surprises.



Why Pro-life is NOT Pro Life

Unborn

A miscarriage left me with the understanding that abortion would never be a good choice for me. Even so, I believe the decision to end a pregnancy or carry it to term—yes or no—belongs solely to the woman it concerns and to nobody else.



One Bright Star

star

I sit here tonight and watch the star that I have "found" in the heavens. Memories collide and I am reminded of a sweaty little palm that held tightly onto my hand, a palm that, too quickly, slipped from my grasp.



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