Why do we write????

We write because we love to. Writing is our passion. However, it is more than that. It is a love of living and wanting to share it with everyone. We write about the things that have become important in our memories and life experiences. It is a way of continuing those experiences that are so important to us. It is also a way of sharing with loved ones that we haven’t forgotten and letting them know how important the were in our life.

We write as a way of continuing to go on living and enjoy life and the potential that is there for us. It is not about money as authors are starving authors. However, the journey is richer than anyone can imagine.

Writing touches the heart of those writing and those reading. Emotions of the human being is the strongest of all reactions that one can hope for.

It is so important to have a person walk through the story with you and feel like they are there. It presents a mystery, adventure and romance all at one time. It tells them that the author is real with human feelings and emotions.

Writing is meant to touch the heart, mind, and soul.

It doesn’t matter what genre you are writing it has to reach the reader and leave an impression with the author.

Once an author feels the passion for writing it is like a love affair. You simply can’t get enough and you have to keep writing.

Writing is your story through your life no matter what genre you do because it shows your start, middle and ending.

It isn’t important how many books you write or the size of the book. It is important that your feelings are felt.

Everyone has a story to tell and none are the same. Let your words flow as if you were talking to your best friend. Some will be humorous and some will be serious but all should be from the heart.

So as you go on with your writing enjoy the journey. Love it, live it, feel it, and know the passion.

I need to get back to my book so that is all for today. Love you all and take care.


Change in Seasons

For everything there is a purpose. For every time there is a season under heaven.

It has become apparent that the seasons in my life are changing. I still keep on doing what I am capable of doing but it gets harder and harder. After watching my son become so terribly ill I realized that it is more important for him to be healthy than me. I can live with my health issues as long as my children who are grown men are okay.

They talk all the time about keeping people living longer but the one thing they never talk about is quality of life and how to keep them youthful. It doesn’t do any good to live to be one hundred if you can’t enjoy life because of failing health.

They talk about senior citizens working until they are seventy-two or older and yet no one will hire them. So how can they feel like they are still a productive part of society?

My physician said I would be okay as long as I did everything in moderation.

I believe that applies to living life and enjoy each moment all so. Children often forget that their parents get tired and need naps as they get older.

Let the season be lived according to the person and their needs.
Let life be enjoyed according to ones ability to do so.
Let those who are capable work up until they make the choice not to work any longer.
Let life be a natural course following the seasons of life. As I look out the window today I see a grey sky with a strong breeze and chance of rain. I will accept what needs to happen although I am much happier with sunshine.

However, I overdid yesterday so today will be a day to do some laundry and take some naps and let my body catch up with itself.

Next week the weather is suppose to be in the 90’s pushing 100. I know there will be sun and I will prepare myself for that heat.

I have enjoyed the spring and summer of my life am finishing the fall and entering the winter of my life but I will take it one step at a time and enjoy what I am capable of.

In the meantime I will write and try to finish up what I have started.

My book “Me and My Dogs” is finished I just have to do the layout.I am currently working on “A Heart Broken, A Twist of Love” Then if I am fortunate enough I will being Try Walking in My Shoes. However, in the meantime I will finish the children’s stories and two more poetry books while I have the opportunity to do so.

I will enjoy what book signings I can go to and the new friends I meet online. I will jump with glee when royalty checks come in no matter what size they are because it is a reminder to me that I accomplished something.

I will leave a legacy of books to my sons and they will remember that in my old years I didn’t give up and sit in front of the television all day.

I will reminisce about a good life and the love of family and friends.

I will enjoy nature and all of its beauty.

I will laugh and cry at some of the movies I do watch.

I will enjoy my cats and their silly antics. I will have peace regardless of what season I am in as I have found peace within myself.

I will celebrate when there is something to celebrate and I will have patience when needed.

My life after all has come full circle and I can’t ask for anything more than that.

It will be a circle unbroken because of hard work, family, and love.

When the sun glimmers through the trees teasing me I will know that I am being looked out for and enjoy the moment as it is right now. When the sun passes I know it will be shining down on someone else somewhere in the world and I will be happy for them.

I will not become agitated by political problems and arguments over religion as I know what I have and appreciate it.

My wisdom has grown daily since I retired as I have had time to reflect on the past, present and future. I can now look at life in perspective and pray for the best.

I have taken control of my own destiny and will live by my beliefs and standards not someone elses. I am who I am and I have learned the purpose of the seasons under heave.

May all of you find your peace, your tranquil place to be and enjoy life before it passes you buy. For there is a time to enjoy each season under Heaven.

Father’s Day

I have been gone for a long time and I do apologize for that. My life has consumed my time. I’ve had little time for writing even. Although I am about to finish “Me and My Dogs” and hopefully it will be out by the first of July.

I had to be here though to talk about Father’s Day! How many of you have seen that commercial of what makes a good father with the actors from the modern day sitcom of Family Memories? Not sure of the exact title. He never gets an answer to the question.

Well I am going to talk about my father first.

My dad was a man of few words but he had a big heart. You always knew you could talk to him and that you were loved even when you were in trouble. He loved fishing more than life itself and he walked every river in Montana. He could fly fish when I couldn’t but he would still try to tolerate my mistakes until I made too many and then it was back to the old reel and rod which i preferred. When I got older he taught me how to drive and was very patient with me. He taught so that I could handle anything. He even let me work on the car with him side by side and no he wasn’t a mechanic.

My father didn’t believe in paying someone to do something you could do yourself. He gave me very strong values throughout my life.

He was a union leader even when he didn’t want to be because the men respected him and knew he could mediate fairly for them. He was known and respected by everyone in town.

He always believed in an honest days work for an honest days dollar and he taught us to work at an early age helping with yard work and what we could do around the house.

He would help anyone in need and he passed that on to us. I can remember him stopping on the highway to help a motorest in distress, which of course you wouldn’t do today.

He was always helping someone in the neighborhood fix their bike when they didn’t have anyone to help them.

When I had children of my own he set a perfect role model for my son’s of what a real man should be. He took them fishing, had them work with him and scolded them when they were in trouble.

My boys loved their grandfather and I am so thankful that they grew up knowing him. He was one of a kind. They truly did break the mold when they made him.

I have never met a man since that could fill his shoes. He always said,”Don’t judge a person until you’ve walked a mile in their shoes.”

He was taken way to soon from this earth and I miss him so much. He was my dad, my best friend, my guider, and someone I trusted. Loosing him changed my entire life forever. Dad may you walk with the saints in Heaven. You truly were the best father ever and the boys and I love you so much.

I want you to know which I am sure you already do but it is important for me to say it, your grandsons learned the value of a man from you. Thank you for that. You gave my sons the greatest present a man could ever give.


My oldest son was extremely ill and ended up in the hospital after four emergency trips, a CAT scan and two MRI’s, a chest and stomache x-ray. Ten days of exhaustion got the better of me and I was scared when they said he had a lesion pressing on the nerve entering his brain. He still has a lot of doctoring to do and my worries aren’t over. While he was in the hospital I called his father whom I never speak to and the boys rarely speak to.

When he realized how serious it was he came (without his wife) with his stepdaughter. He happened to be here when they released my son from the hospital. They got to spend a day together before he had to return back.

He did more in that one trip than he has done in twenty eight years as both the boys realized he cared enough to come. Children have to see and feel the love it can’t remain hidden in your heart.

My son has a daughter of his own that he has never seen. My prayer for him is that she reaches out to him and finds him before it is too late. We love her wherever she is and would love to have her in our family.

You only get one chance to do it right as a parent so even though you will make mistakes you’d better get it right the first time around.

For all you dad’s out their Happy Father’s Day and remember what your father’s meant to you.


I will try to be better about blogging and get back into the habit. My health has been failing and I just had a scare with renal failure but am doing much better now. I want to enjoy my readers and all of the new friends I have made. Happy weekend to everyone