Sharon's Page

Yes, I have some... hope. The spring will be here in a matter of days, no matter what the groundhog said. And, I don't know what he said, one way or the other. I just know that the earth will continue to spin and rotate and that due to that little tilty thing, sping's coming. (Question for you English Major types: am I supposed to capitalize spring/Spring in this context... just wondering)

And, yes, I have hope. Some things are better. Actually, some things are worse, because…

What is your measure of pleasure? What does it take to have fun, be happy, or just be content?

Some of my friends know that John Prine is favorite singer/songwriter. I discovered him when the days after Bruce died were scary enough, but the nights were terrifying. Now, Prine is my muse. When I get an idea for a story, or have a thought that I want to share, I wonder how would it sound in a Prine song? I'm finding a lot to write about these days. John has a song called You Got…

I wrote some today about how luck is sure nice, especially good luck-- but we still have the gift of choice. Sometimes the only choice I can make is whether or not I will wear makeup and deal with the runny mascara when I cry or if I'll just go without the face goop. I usually choose to wear the face goop. But, I do have a choice.

Sometimes, I'm lucky in a good way. I was really lucky to find w'ville. You all saved me when I could barely find my bra and panties, much less, my…