“Failed” friendships

Two friends

Two friends

I used to think that a failed friendship meant personal failure.

A failure to maintain a long-standing relationship.  A failure of the other person.  A failure to work through disagreements or issues or perceptions. A failure of personal culpability, a failure of that “mistaken so-and-so” (insert your own judging term), a failure of two selves to make things right and keep the friendship on track.

And, yes, perhaps a failed friendship can mean all these things.  Perhaps we said or did stupid things.  Perhaps the other did not understand what we meant to say, or why we acted that way.  Perhaps we shut her out of our sphere.  Perhaps she closed the door on us.  Perhaps misunderstandings abounded and multiplied due to our different ways of understanding and existing in the universe. Perhaps we didn’t nurture our bonds, be present in times of need.

These days, when a thought arises about a missing-in-action friendship, I still often attempt to assess what possibly went wrong.  But I also call in a wider eagle view.  To look beyond the personalities with their right and wrong and nuanced pictures.

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Posted in May 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 10 Comments

Happy Mother’s Day weekend (random blogging musings)

I am having so much trouble writing a blog these days.  There’s either nothing to say, or too much to say.

It doesn’t feel easy and carefree in ways that it used to be.

It appears I may quit blogging again–although the minute a person types a sentence like that you can possibly count on six new posts.

Mother’s Day weekend approaches, and I am so grateful for getting to spend so much quality time with my mom in the past couple of years.  Also thinking a lot about the kids and so very appreciative of our close relationships.  What mom could ask for more?

Since it’s so hard to write, may I show you a few photos you may not have seen?

And, if you’d like, tell me what you will be doing this upcoming weekend.

Tonight I am going to Book Club, but the rest of the weekend will be spent cutting and splitting firewood.  (Unless we go to town for breakfast, maybe Sunday morning.)  There may also be several precious phone calls…


Maple buds

Maple buds

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Posted in May 2018 | Tagged , , , , , | 31 Comments

What really happened at the waterfalls…

Your blogger at the Canyon Falls

Your blogger at the Canyon Falls

Good morning, readers, friends, family, stumblers-upon-this-blog!

I just posted the above photo on Facebook with an itty bitty explanation:  Magical hike to the Canyon Falls yesterday. Met up with friends we hadn’t seen in a long time. Other hikers met up with old-time friends. Even though it was a bit slippery and snow-covered, the melt is happening and river rushing!

Then decided to write my friend Susan a long email explaining what really happened. You know how you can’t really write what really happened on Facebook in twenty words.  In the middle of this crazy convoluted email to Susan another random thought arose.  “Jeez, Kathy, if you’re sharing this Susan, maybe one or two other people might be interested in reading it.  How about a blog?”

The fingers stopped typing mid-sentence while the head pondered.  Finally the fingers flipped over to WordPress and, OK, here’s the rest of the story.

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Posted in April 2018 | Tagged , , , , , , , , | 17 Comments

“Keeps on keepin’ on”


Looking out the window, April 12, 2018

Looking out the window, April 12, 2018

First things first.  I am not going to complain about our endless winter here in the North Woods.  (At least publicly.  Maybe we can gripe together privately, if we’re experiencing a frustrated moment or day or week or month.)

Why live in the North Woods if you don’t understand what that means, right?

It means Winter. Hangs. On. Forever.

Keeps on keepin’ on…

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A mountain man lives in my mom’s basement.

Today’s photo prompt from Susannah Conway at April Love 2018 is:  Smile.

Since I’m visiting my mom downstate in Lower Michigan, I had to truly ponder.  What photo to take?  My mom didn’t look like a willing victim (err, subject).  No nieces, nephews, brothers or other stray smilers looked like they would stop by.

The perfect answer suddenly popped in this brain:  The mountain man who lives in my mom’s basement!

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Is home where the heart is?

Keely, Tianna, me and Mom

Keeley, Tianna, me and Mom

Where, my dear reader, is your home?  Is it the place where your heart says “yes”?  Is it your childhood home?  Is it the house where you now live?

I am a lucky sixty year old woman to call two places my home.

  1. Our Little House in the Big Woods, in Aura, Michigan, in our dear Upper Peninsula.  We’ve made our little house our “home of the heart” for about 35 years.
  2. My childhood home in Yale, Michigan, where my 85-year-old mama still resides.  As many of you know, I am visiting her downstate this week. How many people can still visit their childhood home at age sixty, I ask you sincerely?
Mom doing her puzzles on the iPad in the sun room

Mom doing her puzzles on her iPad in the sun room

Yesterday, upon arriving at my childhood home, I was surprised to see my niece Keely!  (Who had just been surprised to learn that Aunt Kathy was on her way.)

We decided to drive to the Dorsey House for lunch.  Keeley surprised us by inviting her sister, Tianna, to join us.

What a day of surprises!

Today, I am fulfilling the photo challenge for the month of April. Today’s prompt is “Inspiring Quote.”

You do know what quote I’m choosing, don’t you?

Home is where the heart is.

(I suspect Home could be anywhere, then, if our hearts are wide open. What do you think?)

Love, Aunt Kathy who is going to make roasted cauliflower for her and Mom for dinner.  (We ate lunch TODAY at the Olive Garden in Port Huron.)





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Sleeping beneath the Mackinac Bridge last night

Sleeping beneath the Mackinac Bridge last night

Today’s photo prompt from April Love 2018 is Simplicity.

Alas, the last twenty-four hours have been anything but simple.

Twenty four hours ago Barry and I were eating Easter dinner (turkey, potatoes, gravy, stuffing) and chatting casually about this and that.

Suddenly–out of the Easter blue–I said, “Gosh, I really miss my mom.  She’s all alone this week, you know, with the brothers both down in Florida.”

And just as suddenly–out of the Easter blue–Barry replied, “Well, go down there and visit her if you want to.”

This is the wrong thing to say to an impulsive soul, if you don’t want her to hop in the car within 45 minutes and drive away.

Which I did.

I didn’t tell my mom, but phoned both kids with the news.  I am sure they raised their eyes heavenward at their mom’s spontaneity. (It’s been less than a month since my LAST spontaneous visit to lower Michigan back in March.)

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