Swine flu spreads, but still mostly mild

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Swine flu spreads, but still mostly mild

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I attended the The Scarborough Writers Club again this Past Wednesday after being inactive for about five years . I hugged Eugenie, she is the head and blood of the group and without her continuous love of writing and devotion to the club, our group would have not survive especially in winter time. I excitingly hugged the two guys whom i usually attended to all those times...Frank and Ron.

Ron red his 9th novel....at least the end of it. It is a ghost-mystery story and the fluidity is written allover it. I just wished it has more impact and heart dropping ending whether good or bad. Just my thought. Frank is as usual...he told me he don't remember things and people. He red his poem which is quirky and beautifully phrased as well. I am so proud of them and happy to hear their work again.

I met with a couple of lovely octogenarian beauties. Kitty is a lovely peachy sweet lady who writes poems for her husband long gone. She red it with smile and little nervous but proud voice. It was after all from her stack of old papers turned yellow and ripped form and old notebook. She wrote that poem when was still alive. I think it's just so sweet.

Then there is Margo ( not sure if I spelled them right). She is an 88 year fashionable lady with her very cherry red soft stole and cleavage slightly peaking. She is writing sort of a memoir. She said she is writing her story since all her kids had died or left her(?) already. She moved from a 12 bedroom home and now staying in a smaller place in Pickering. There will be more interesting "happenings" I would be interested to hear from her and Kitty. Their stories maybe juicier and more interesting than ordinary.

I will try to take photos next time. I thought it will be timely to ask this as a birthday present so they won't shy away from my snapping fingers. I am glad to meet them all...and I hope to come back again soon. and be criticized so that my writing will finall make sense to all.

Changing Season of Choices, Hopes & Reasons to be EXCITED again!

It is September and it's slowly getting colder. I haven't even enjoyed the Summer yet I don't mind the cooler and fresher feel of breeze on my walk to work. I feel more liberated when I know my surrounding is changing. I feel like flying in different direction, like a bird looking to get settle on a new nest.

I am contemplative again of how fast days go by. I have to polish up my whole self more as I age more. I am reflective on many things around me and I thank God that I am mostly surrounded by caring people. I love the fact that I chose a lot of good company over the years and good friends that are solid on me. I have had a relationship with a wonderful partner that made it really difficult to look around and find another one... yet moving on is natural like the changing seasons.

My son tells me that I will find a good guy who will truly love and care for me and for them, too.

I will pray for more strength and peace in me before asking for another husband or partner. I can sustain my own joy and confidence yet a partner is one great experience to share my laughter and dreams with and that if I fall, I am not haplessly struggling to get up and ran again.

Autumn is my most loved time of the year.It gives me the fiery energy from it's beautiful concoction of changing colors. The lipstick reds and rusty oranges, the chocolate browns, they are the colors that invites me to change again for the better. That, what is past must FALL and be excited of the change as I treat the fallen wishes and dreams as an opportunity to make new ones , create a new beginning and be excited for the new journey.

Like seasons that change, my perspective and hopes has change. I believe I succumb to much consumerism in the last 7 years. I am still frugal yet I think my collection of shoes made me not proud of poor decisions that stuffed the void in my life with matters of unimportant. They are not extravagant in prices nor made me crawl to pay for them yet i felt trapped in that 'feel good' in accumulating those fashion pieces. Funny, how I falsely elevated my confident walk in life with possession of new shoes.

I have just enrolled on short Interior Design Course and attend my Wednesday's club I used to belong. I am now not wasting my time daydreaming of prince charming and counting my future Lotto wins. I can buy shoes now without guilt as it is not a void filler, anymore. This education and me going back to my artsy life is very filling...and fulfilling.

This is my time to clean up my unruly acts. Be braver in the midst of change. Choosing a partner to be, with compassionate and loving heart for my kids, is a gift I am willing to pray,wish and wait for. Having sweet loyal friends and caring family around is helping me express more creatively and learn the artful way of dealing and solving my miscarriage of trust and judgement to others.

Truly, I am like a bird looking to nest somewhere safer and loved. Looking out for new garden to sing gleefully with love and care... and maybe find a pair of shoes that finally fits good.