Thursday, March 31, 2022

The Good, The Bad, and The Spring(y)

not-quite Journaling, 32

3/20/2022: I noticed the crocus while walking back from the hospital, a couple of days ago. My shoulder was aching, my oral surgeon had just implied that the probability of saving my tooth wasn’t all that great, and my stomach was not-so-quietly questioning the wisdom of exercising 3+ miles away from a clean toilet. But the weather was magnificent, crocuses and daffodils were opening their petals for all to see, and I could finally run 131 minutes on my trampoline without my lungs wanting to explode or my joints wanting to crack. Life isn’t perfect--heck, life is pretty crappy at the moment—but my amaryllis started to bloom on the first day of Spring, and we’re breathing… which means that we still have the chance to make things a bit less suckish. And that is rather great (for now).

 


(3/22/2022)

 

 Home is writing,
peculiar poetry,
and you.


3/25/2022: It’s true, home is words (reading them, writing them, sharing them); home is plants (that look and feel loved); home is moments with the ones I love (and love me back) face-to-face and from afar

 

3/28/2022: The bad: the Crohn’s disease monster visited for some painful days and exhausting nights; the oral surgeon couldn’t save my tooth; around the world, so many people are physically and emotionally hurting for no justifiable reason. The good: the unwanted visitor left without leaving too much damage behind; my jawbone and immune system seem to be strong enough for dental implants; a friend, who had been MIA in a dangerous area for some time, made it home in one piece; all sorts of things are blooming outside; inside, my seedlings are popping out of the soil. 🌱🥰

 


(3/31/2022)

 

- for Poets and Storytellers United--Friday Writings: #20: A Piece of Cake (where Rommy invites us to write poetry or prose that includes the word “Cake”, and yours truly finds herself thinking about birthdays and wishes and such…).


35 comments:

  1. Loving the "I might get cake" line... happy birthday, Magaly. Have a good one.

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  2. I think you should definitely get cake! For both self-comforting and celebration.

    I love the crocus and the Spring blossoms. May the good continue to outweigh the bad, and may your birthday be beautiful! (I already know it will be full of love.)

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    1. I'm still waiting for the cake. I fear I might cough up a long if I try to eat it. But I have plans...

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  3. Still "tis a piece of cake" compared to . . . I like reading your journal. And I like it that you are a candidate for implants. Doctors won't do mine, I have osteopenia and take prolea. It was fun writing to your "cake" prompt, Thank you.
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    1. I'm sorry you weren't a candidate for implants. That truly blows.

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  4. Hope you got yours 'cake'. Happy Birthday Magaly. Have a good one

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  5. I join you in your poem asking for peace and justice and universal health care. If there's going to be cake it has to be butterfly cakes:)

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    1. Hm... I've never heard of "butterfly cakes". How intriguing...

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  6. Spring is so good for reminding us that little joys pop up even under extreme circumstances.

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  7. I love your peculiar poetry! And what a gorgeous crocus!

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  8. You are so amazing. I love reading your posts. I also love that fact that your mom was a ranch cook and dad was a cowboy. A truly wonderful life. Enjoy your day.

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    1. Right back at you! I always look forward to your posts and your creations. When I read that you were a ranch cook I was all smiles.

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  9. Lovely thoughts. Many are suffering for unjustifiable reasons but Nature still blooms.

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  10. I love reading your not-quite Journaling updates, though I'm sorry to hear about the Crohn's monster and your tooth. Good news, indeed, about the prospect of dental implants.

    And on that note, with all sorts blooming outside and popping inside, I wish you good health, peace and joy on your birthday. May the amaryllis, crocuses, daffodils and all springly things continue to brighten your days! Happy Birth Month, Maga! <3

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  11. More peace and certainly more cake

    Much💜love

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  12. I always enjoy seeing the spring flowers and blossom.

    Sending good thoughts and healing wishes.

    All the best Jan

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  13. It is hard to be down to long when the flowers are popping. That little crocus is adorable. Good luck with the tooth.

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  14. You are ... so wonderfully wise and creative and positive and courageous and beautiful ... and funny. Let her eat cake indeed!!

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    1. Shame shame, I read your poem from the emails I receive from you ... didn't realize you had the best reason of all to celebrate! HAPPY BIRTHDAY.

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    2. Thank you, my sweetest Helen!

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  15. It's your birthday! We wish you many more!
    Health and wealth and friends by the score!
    Tune up the fiddle, let's dance some more!
    Happy birthday to you!

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  16. Love reading your observations. Always beautiful and unique.
    Sending hugs and good health wishes your way.

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  17. A little less suckage would be nice. I'm so ready for spring. Some heat and some soul renewal.

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