Comments on: 5 FOR FRIDAY | MARCH 24

By: Cheryl clarson

Cheryl clarson — Mon, 27 Mar 2023 14:03:16 +0000

In reply to Marty.

Good morning, Marty –

Unsure what donkey’s role is other than to be super cute! ha!

Thanks for reading and have a wonderful week, Daymaker.

By: Marty

Marty — Sun, 26 Mar 2023 21:58:35 +0000

So what do your neighbors do with their cute little donkey? He looks like a little stuffed toy. I wonder what cute little stuffed donkeys cost these days?

By: Cheryl clarson

Cheryl clarson — Sun, 26 Mar 2023 12:49:51 +0000

In reply to Laurie J.

Hi Laurie –

On the same page for sure. Love Springtime. Doors and windows wide open here too!

Happy Day

By: Laurie J

Laurie J — Sat, 25 Mar 2023 16:44:23 +0000

The Wisteria is so beautiful! Spring in Texas is my favorite time of year. Doors and windows are open today!

By: Cheryl clarson

Cheryl clarson — Fri, 24 Mar 2023 21:11:46 +0000

In reply to Carol.

Hi Carol!

Yes ma’am – they are!

Wishing you a fabulous weekend!

By: Carol

Carol — Fri, 24 Mar 2023 20:48:25 +0000

Who knew sweet potato biscuits could be so versatile! Can’t wait to try!!!

By: Cheryl clarson

Cheryl clarson — Fri, 24 Mar 2023 20:34:30 +0000

In reply to Laurie.

Hi Laurie –

Thank you so much for sharing. And … how Dear Annie’s column hit your feelings close.

Your writing is beautiful and brave.

So much HEART from back-in-your-memory.

I think a healing thing is definitely happening. With you and your siblings.

My heart is sad.

Because it totally bums me out that your mother missed the years and moments of how cool you are, your laughter is infectious, and your come-along-side way of being a gift to planet earth is powerful.

Grateful.

I appreciate you so much!

You’re a Daymaker!

By: Laurie

Laurie — Fri, 24 Mar 2023 19:14:06 +0000

This Dear Annie really hit close to my own upbringing. My dad was around, but worked a 2nd shift job, 60 hours a week. So the only time we saw him was Saturday mornings and Sundays. He was a good dad but was more than willing to let her rule the roost. Over time I grew to resent him for not protecting us.
Today we are all successful adults, but still carry our individual baggage from our childhood.
My mom is in the final stages of hospice care ( The end will probably be sometime today). And although I should be feeling sadness and grief and losing my 2nd parent, the sad reality is that I feel as though I am about to be paroled from a prison sentence that I never deserved in the 1st place.
All of her friends have expressed their sadness off losing such a dear sweet Angel. My siblings and I have no idea of the person they knew. Thanks for letting me vent.