Sacre-bleu!

Yep, now I’m just making stuff up. LOL.  😂Sacre-bleu is what I exclaimed when we figured out our shower was leaking. Doh!

Turns out that I am not making stuff up. Sacre-bleu! is a very old French profanity used as a cry of surprise.  Translates to Holy Blue!   I knew it! Sacre-bleu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! rhymes with FU.  I sure hope we don’t need a new shower 😳

As always more to come.  

Unwritten

Sharing a most important message with you today dear lovelies. Not just during the month of May. This is an every day remembrance. I hope you are as moved as I was by these words.

Brave & Reckless

Thinking today of Chester Bennington and Chris Cornell and Robin Williams and all of those whose lives have been lost to depression and suicide but did not make the headlines or the social media news feeds.   I have walked in your shoes.  I have put my leg over the bridge, stood at the open 13th  story window and considered walking out, have thought I was nothing, thought that others would be better off without me.  Those are the lies depression tells us.  You mattered.  You are missed.


the suicide note

she did not leave

left a faint  imprint

on the wooden table

where they would sit and talk

over cups of milky coffee

the suicide note

she did not leave

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