Having met Sage Doyle in person there are a few things I knew before meeting him that held true after meeting him. He definitely has a whole lot going on behind those big brown eyes of his. I really do think it would be easy to get lost inside his thoughts. He is silly,…
Today the Sage family and the Hasty family went to North Hampton for a day at the beach. I have to say HastyKid is a natural and is dreaming of becoming the next big surfer girl. She had a blast riding the waves with Sage Jr and after getting buried in the sand, Sage Jr…
Yesterday I renewed my VERY expired drivers license so I could fly to Boston on Wednesday to see Sage. My daughter and I woke up all bright eyed and bushy tailed ready to go at 3:30am and got to Boston about noon. This is what we saw when we got to baggage claim. Sage’s son…
Today you will finally meet the SisterWives and find out what we are about by going here. Some of my fellow SisterWives have already experienced some rather hateful comments so before the word SisterWives puts you off I should explain. We DO consider each other equals. We ARE in a blogging relationship. We ARE…
I didn’t think it was possible but I instantly got more excited. I promise, Sage, I am not a seven foot tall tattooed man but I cannot promise you will not be disappointed with the image that walks off the plan. I look like a typical, cooks too much good food for her…
Originally posted on Teela Hart:
The remarkable hardness of sapphires—9 on the Mohs scale is the second hardest mineral, right behind the diamond at 10. I took this photo of the sun and it reminds me so much of the Star Sapphire. It’s beauty is beyond words. I love your heart I love your soul…
Epic Poem Traditionally, an epic poem is a long, serious, poetic narrative about a significant event, often featuring a hero. Before the development of writing, epic poems were memorized and played an important part in maintaining a record of the great deeds and history of a culture. Later, they were written down and the tradition…
I wrote this post originally in May of 2012. The memories I had trouble classifying when I wrote this post somehow ended up where they needed to be over time. I believe emotional wounds are like physical wounds. If we keep dwelling and fueling our heartache by listening to certain music, looking at certain pictures,…
Another duet with Toad. I love writing with Toad and discovering all the places we can go. Also, he has moved blog addresses so follow his new blog here! Written by Chris Jensen and HastyWords We attempt a dream of a fantasy throughout the inner child’s eye imaginativeness twinkle upon a wish we gleam. …
I am sleeping with a comfortable stranger, recognizable features, soothing snore; but you’re not same man I met over two decades ago. Like two ghosts sharing the same spaces, we rarely collide anymore; we just gave up trying and ended up simply co-existing. I long to lie in your arms once more, feeling your…
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