A piece of sun in my cloudy day

A cloudy day or a little sunshine have as great an influence on many constitutions as the most recent blessings or misfortunes.Joseph Addison

My day was gray or calm and nothing much was happening. I stayed home today because I had another inspection on my apartment, which is every three months. It passed, I think. Nothing was said and they left and went to the next place.

My cat, Riley, stayed close by all day. He and I napped together too. I watched TV and talked to my son for awhile. It was late afternoon and I received a phone call from a friend. I was told that her mother had read one of my books I wrote and that she really enjoyed it and even asked if I had anymore.

Now that just made me smile.It was a little sun on a cloudy day. I wrote this book a few years back and haven’t paid much attention to it lately. I need a program for Microsoft Office. I used to have one but there isn’t one on this computer and the price of it isn’t cheap. I have another book I had been writing with about twenty-two chapters written. Hopefully, some day, I will be able to complete it.

Have you read the book I am speaking about? It’s called Dahlia and you can find it on Amazon.

Beyond the Box

Now that walkers and scooters are a part of my life; I have to plan on the tomorrows. Take today. Cold, snow and ice. What I may have done yesterday is not going to happen today.

Walking with out ice is a challenge in itself. Falls are my priority when standing or walking. Doing this activity on snow and ice is definitely a no. I don’t have the help for one thing and I don’t want to take the extra risk.

I have been a professional caregiver for a long time and I have seen too many people fall and break a hip and end up in the hospital then a nursing home. I have seen nursing home rehab patients somehow never make it home.

Maybe this knowledge makes me more freaked out, so I just stay home. With my infection and the weather conditions, I will be staying home today.

I need to clean my apartment too. Every three months there is an inspection of my living space. I have never seen this anywhere i have lived; so many times per year, but anyways, I want it extra clean.

Do you have to change plans or cancel activities from the weather for any physical disabilities?

Blessings on a Cloudy, Snowy Day, 2020

Remember a little while ago this morning I posted about what to expect in 2020? Well about an hour ago the mailman dropped off two packages to my door. I was trying to remember if I had ordered something from Amazon and had forgotten about it. I went outside and pick up the two packages and brought them inside. Imagine my surprise and how happy it made my day on a cloudy snowy day to receive these items. My son had sent me a Downy ball which I’ve been looking for. He begged me some chocolate chip cookies and my granddaughter made me this card. Talk about blessings. This just made my entire day so much better. Already in 2020 it is brighter then a week ago in 2019.

The card
The downey ball.
The card
The card
The card
One of the two containers of cookies

My cat, Riley, also wanted to show me some love.

Riley and me

What's Different than yesterday?

It’s Saturday morning and this morning is no different than last Saturday morning. I got up and grabbed a cup of coffee and here I sit with the morning news on sipping hot coffee.

I realize it is now 2020 instead of 2019 and when I paid my rent, I had to change the date but other than that, what’s different?

I see some changes ahead of me. In April I will be a year older. This gives me less chances of making a difference in the world and then I have to ask myself what kind of change could a sixty-five year make anyhow?

Not being young anymore, there isn’t kids to run to after school programs now do I have to set the alarm clock for work. I don’t get the weekly paychecks anymore, so what can possibly be different this time?

God only knows. He made it possible for an elderly woman to become pregnant. Jesus walked our earth and then died and came back to life. He made the earth in six days.

I don’t think there is an age discrimination in God’s eyes. I am pretty sure that if he sees fit for me to do something for him, he isn’t going to think, “Gosh, she’s too old now.” He could put me in the presence of a stranger to help make a difference in a life that was pondering on snuffing it out.

He could bring me to someone who is seeking help and needs to see what believing in God can make. He could draw my children and grandchildren closer to God by using me. I am quite a chatterbox. He could place me in a situation where other ears are listening to my words and I could change their day without realizing it.

So although I am sitting here doing really nothing, God can decide to make 2020, the best year ever. I may be walking with stumbles and falls from my Ataxia. I may be disabled and not work outside the home anymore. I may not collect a weekly paycheck, but I am still very much alive today and God will do something awesome with me this year.

We don’t always see the changes coming and when they do, we may not recognize them as they are gradual at first, but believe me, 2020 will be better than a week ago today.

Welcome 2020?

Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.”

I can tell you about my memories

I can speak about my tears

I can tell you about my laughter

I can speak about important keys.

I can’t tell you about tomorrow

I can’t speak about my upcoming health

I can’t guess about decisions

I’ll just pray, head up and go.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd



Nothing stops me from my camera

I really believe in this quote. I used to run. I used to walk well. I do walk today. I do stumble. I will keep trying with the aid of tools for walking.

Still taking my photos. Although I have to sit to photograph; I am proud that I can do it.


Life isn’t about finding yourself. Life is about creating yourself.

At a senior ageI can sit backAnd look at my past.I can recall good memoriesAnd also rememberThe days of teaching by others.
Today, there are words heardThat are spoken with easeThat I didn’t hear when I was young.Murder, bullying, gangs to name a fewWere not mentioned in my house.
Was it true that I came from a simple home?Had I been so sheltered from the world?I remember Sunday school, and getting good gradesI was taught to use the golden rulesI was reminded if I didn’t say please and thank-you.
Or is it a fact that few care todayOr are we too busy keeping up with the Jone’sTo take the time to be a good example.How could our teachings become extinct?
How disappointed I becameWhen I had a bed timeOr had to turn my music downOr was told when I could begin dating.I look back now and I smileFor my parents loved me.
I feel for the youth of todayThe lost spirit; waiting to be found.The chaos of trying to fit inThat sometimes was never found.
As I sit here in the quiet of my homeA smile breaks out with easeI am thankful for my age and teachingI am grateful for my imagination.Life has many lessons yet to be learnedBut I do have my foundation and life is good.

Written by,Terry Shepherd

There Was an Old Lady Who Lived in a Shoe

The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.

—F. Scott Fitzgerald

There was an old woman who lived in a shoe. She had so many children she didn’t know what to do.

“And then she got older”.

There was an old lady who lived in a shoe

She had so many health issues she didn’t know what to do.

Doctors and therapists said there’s nothing wrong

Go home you old lady; I’m tired of hearing your song.

“And then she became angry.”

There was an old lady who screamed out in fear

No one can help me she cried out in tears.

There was an old lady who lived in a shoe

She gave up on life and said the hell with all of you.

Then one friend on Facebook who was a true friend

Booked a flight to be with this old lady until the very end.

There was an old lady who lived in a shoe

Her friend held her hand and asked what could she do.

“Just sit with me young lady; my fear is to die all alone

Tell me I matter until God takes me home.”

There was an old lady who lived in a shoe

Who went to heaven without feeling blue.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd

The Little Things Are What Matter

Be faithful in small things because it is in them that your strength lies “

Soft grass underneath your feet

Puffy clouds standing over you

A squirrel playing tag

Wind blows gently through the petals

Water lapping at your toes

Two people holding hands

A child’s laughter

A sleeping baby

A child speaking of his day

Dreaming of the weekend

The newlyweds smile

Memories of Grandma’s cookies

The smell of Grandpa’s pipe

The waking to a new dawn

The hope for tomorrow

Thanking God your’e still alive.

Written by,

Terry Shepherd


Is This Old Age Related???

“Don’t let age get you down. It’s too hard to get back up”

I don’t hear men talking much about their aches and pains so I am assuming the person who said getting older was your golden words was full of crap!

I am kidding about this but in reality; I am asking for your advice.

The one thing that I am having to endure with aging and my symptoms from Ataxia is pain in my hand. I refuse to give up my typing on this keyboard.

I have a knot that has been growing on my index finger and now I have some slight swelling on that finger also. Oh, the burn and the pain. Good old Arthritis has decided to take-up home in my bones.

I am using Ibuprofin and Bio Freeze. Let me tell you something, that Bio-Freeze should work excellent because in my opinion; everyone within a block can tell I just put it on my skin.

There must be something natural to use. I can’t afford herbs and such on my income, so maybe an old-fashioned remedy that you know worked for your grandma? Any thoughts- let me know.