Meri's Musings

Bathed in light sweetened with shadow, she watches, steadfast, hands tented in prayer. Send us blessings. A Virgin a Day .

I've stopped waiting for a man to bring me flowers. I buy blooms for myself. Unlike a man, it's easy to throw them out once they've passed their prime.

Sometimes the best and bravest choice  is to let go.                                   

I hate it when that happens.