I’m gritting my teeth and biting my tongue today. Had a bad exchange with Steve this morning. He is pushing himself too hard and keeps talking about mice. I can’t imagine there being so many with all those cats he tames and wrangles. I need him to get that house on the market and all he talks about is replacing stuff. When I try to discuss selling it AS IS, he gets so angry and raises his voice at me. I’m badgering him… Now he says he thinks he can be ready to sell it by his birthday. That’s October. I’m pretty sure I need to figure out how to make changes with NO MONEY, yet again. I know God knows how this is going and what’s needed for both of us. My blood pressure has issues when he goes on like he did. I told him I had to hang up. It’s a hard-knock life as we get older. (copied from my FB page)
Change
It's cold outside
And yet I'm drawn Into the moon's pure light
I raise my hands; entreating.
Where is your voice grandmother?
My questions tumble together.
I am WOMAN.
What is normal?
What changes should I expect?
When?
Who can I go to?
What should I do?
How do I change?
Why must I be the example
when there is none for me?
Shhhh . . .
Quiet . . .
Stand in the light . . .
Wait . . .
And it comes to me.
WOMAN
Mother
Questioner
Be still.
Hear the answers.
Life is change.
We do what must be done.
We sing.
We dance.
We cry.
We love.
We live.
WE are the grandmothers.
Green Jean Granny 