Thursday, February 4, 2021

I Am Grateful

 Gratitude is like a food group. It is essential for being alive. -- Henry Winkler

I just wanted to ‘meet’ Fonzie from Happy Days. I already knew that I LOVED Henry Winkler…. I’ve liked him for SEVERAL years now. But WHY did it take me at least over one DECADE to FINALLY ‘meet’ Fonzie?! I do not think that I’ll EVER know the ANSWER to that question. I already KNEW who Fonzie was, because…. Well…. The Fonz is a LEGENDARY character. Agreed? I just had not ‘met’ Fonzie. So, it was one of my 2021 New Year’s Resolutions, {I am not kidding}, to ‘meet’ Fonzie. What do I think about him? Whoa. Fonzie CHARMED me from episode one WITHOUT EVEN SAYING A SINGLE WORD. I have FALLEN in LOVE with him, with his HEART of GOLD, with his VALUES, with his MORALS. Now, THAT was to be expected. Why? Because I AM, after all, CURSED to be FEMALE. Amen, women? What I absolutely did NOT expect was, as I eventually ‘got to know’ Henry Winkler through interviews, articles, and YouTube videos, {from very recent years}, Henry Winkler would somehow CHALLENGE me to seek, find, and choose GRATITUDE. Aaaaayyyyy…. All I wanted to do was ‘meet’ Fonzie!! Is THAT too much to ASK?! Huh?! Well, IS it?! So now, one of my 2021 New Year’s Resolutions, apparently, is to seek, find, and choose GRATITUDE…. Yes, during an ongoing global Coronavirus pandemic, appropriately enough. Thank-you, Henry Winkler…. Well, I must admit, THAT New Year’s Resolution is MUCH more PROFOUND than finally ‘meeting’ Fonzie…. Peace and Love, Mary Lou

P.S. One of the many blessings that I am grateful for is Rose. Ah, my Beagle/German Shepherd mix, my second dog, my Baby Girl. Since Rose is dead and now resides at The Rainbow Bridge, I am ETERNALLY grateful for her….

Edited by Kara Kent!!

I am grateful for years of memories;

‘Cause I became your Mama when you chose me;

I am grateful for the happy memories;

As you sat on my bed, keeping me company;

I am grateful, Rose, for several memories;

That I captured by taking pictures and selfies;

I am grateful, Babe, for our memories;

And baking literally countless dog cookies;

I am grateful for years of memories;

‘Cause I became your Mama when you chose me.

Friday, January 1, 2021

God Winks And Signs

2020. As a writer, if I can come up with ONE WORD to describe that unprecedented year, it would be ‘inconceivable’. I remember looking at pictures Online of images that seemed like they were straight from some Hollywood disaster movie. For, like, twain weeks into the deadly Coronavirus global pandemic, I felt nothing but utter shock. I was unproductive as an artist, and I did not write ANYTHING. Question…. Can you, Blogging Friends, Readers, and Followers think of something POSITIVE that happened during 2020? For me? During a seemingly NEVER-ENDING year when I had to euthanize my Beautifully Unique Beagle/German Shepherd mix, Rose, on June 15th, {and then obviously walk through grief’s journey}, something POSITIVE that happened to me during 2020 was the birth of my baby niece, ‘Ruby’!! Now it is your turn. Please leave your something POSITIVE that happened during 2020 in the comments. After I got over my initial shock from COVID-19, {for the most part}, I wrote what would end up being SEVERAL poems about Rose!! One of my New Year’s Resolutions is to ‘publish’ Blog posts more frequently, while also allowing myself some grace for disappearing whenever I feel like it. Happy 2021!! Peace and Love, Mary Lou

Edited by Kara Kent!!

I frequently say: ‘2020 sucks’;

So you, Baby, sent downy-feathered ducks;

Was this a God Wink from Doggy Heaven….

How many signs have you sent, eleven?

I frequently say: ‘2020 sucks’;

So you sent a bat, and ‘she’ wished me luck;

Was this your God Wink from The Beyond….

With me, Babe, is it how we correspond?

I frequently say: ‘2020 sucks’;

So you sent a heron, and I’m awestruck;

Was this your sign from The Afterlife….

A Place, Rose, where there is no strife?

I frequently say: ‘2020 sucks’;

So you sent geese flying, honking amok;

Was this a God Wink from The Rainbow Bridge….

Which is just my, {this Mutt Mom’s}, privilege?