Such nonsense…


It’s Saturday again, best day of the week except for Sunday. Cool, sunny, messy bed, everything the way we left it last night. In a word perfect. After an early breakfast Kim rode his bike to PickleBall, came back to get his truck, went to the nursery in NoLaw for bedding plants, now he’s home playing guitar.

In case you’re curious as to the whereabouts of our narrator while all this was going on, she’s been at her computer trying to figure out where sadness comes from. I mean, with life staying basically beautiful day after day, why sadz?

I saw a picture a friend posted today of a gorgeous ginger biddy hen on the porch of a weathered old house and the tears started. What’s up with that? Maybe partly the memories of a one-time farm-girl-farm-wife, turning maudlin old biddy hen herself, but I’m curious about what else tripped the melancholy since it happens fairly often lately.

There are days when the smallest trigger reduces me to ruins, and others when everything, no matter how heavy, leaves me cold. Should I seek counseling yet? Disclaimer: It might be a waste – I just might not do a thing they told me, out of stubbornness.

I could sit here all day on a truly perfect April Saturday with tears running down my cheeks and no real idea why they’re there. But being a sensible person at heart (is that an oxymoron, I wonder?) the thing to do … since it’s after 1pm … is probably … to get in the shower and clean up my act.

Because … a totally not-sad part of the day is still out there, guaranteed, and I know that she who snoozes … loozes. Crying itself can be a form of losing and it isn’t a good look for maudlin old biddies, at any rate.

Have a sweet weekend, boys and girls, and if the tears fall, don’t ask too many hard questions of them. Let them do their work, sit still in whatever quiet is available to you, enjoy the sunshine if it blesses you, it’s a pretty good world if we stay willing to connect with it. 💋

Photo Belongs to The Root Connection



8 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. maureenjenner
    May 06, 2018 @ 05:03:14

    I’m on the move too, having sold my house. Living in borrowed quarters with my daughter pro tem while looking for that special place. All a bit strange and vaguely chaotic, but I’m up for a challenge, even at 82, and hope I’ll be as resilient as ever.



    • Judy Smith
      May 06, 2018 @ 09:12:25

      You will be because you’ve made up your mind that’s what you want – both the resilience and the new beginning. I’m excited for you and can’t wait to hear about it. I’ve fallen into the awfullest habit of forgetting to keep up with my friends’ blogs and I’m missing so MUCH. Now that I’m starting to feel better and emerge from the fog, I want to play a lot of catch-up, starting with yours. I’m sure I’ll learn a lot…



  2. j.geerkellas
    Apr 28, 2018 @ 19:25:11

    Love you, Judy. Tears are for me cleansing. I wish the same for you. Leaving for Florida tomorrow. For a new house and a new life. Come see me: 4421 Arch Creek Dr Jacksonville FL32257. May hugs. I will continue to enjoy your writing. ❤️💔🐾 Judi


    Judi Geer Kellas


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  3. ozantm
    Apr 28, 2018 @ 15:28:55

    Judy, don’t feel like the lone stranger. I think it’s our aging hormones that bring us to tears. We remember all the beautiful things in life and then look around us and wonder where they have gone.

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  4. Barbara Wiggins
    Apr 28, 2018 @ 15:09:46

    I have had to do a whole lot of work to choose happiness daily. It doesn’t come easy. I get what you are saying on a deep heart hurting level. If you need to unload…. you know where to find me. Your writing is unvarnished truth and I love it so. ❤️

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    • Judy Smith
      Apr 28, 2018 @ 20:26:33

      Thank you, that means something to me because you write the same way. The world is so nutzoidal now, we can’t afford any choices that aren’t completely real, and they’re all going to contain an element of pain.



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