Well, for me, when I’m truly done ✅ It looks exactly as it did when I came in…
A pictorial review of a typical day.
By: Diane D. Earhart
Recently, an important decision was made during the darkest hours of the night 🌙
Long after the children were cleaned & tucked in to their warm snuggly beds, 🛌
Long after the adulterous hushed tones had turned to gentle slumbering snores, 😴
I arose from my freshly changed sheets, donned a warm comfy top, slid into my fuzzy socks, 🧦 and disappeared into the Dark, Wet Chill of an otherwise ordinary Autumn Night 🌚 🍂
With no fear of the humble night air, with no worrying about my thinly draped attire, and most incredibly of all, without fear of making a sound to alert the night creatures, I set out on a journey to find my once long golden hair, knowing this time I had to get to it before it disappeared for the last time. ✨ 💇♂️ ✨
Gone for just over a week, 📆 with no provisions, or timetable to cling to, I often wonder now if the journey actually happened.
The reality is a hazy mix of truth, and a dash of Goblin Light Trickery, made of my own, to beguile my soulfully seeking self into acceptance. 🧟♂️
It was, afterall, the month of All Hallows’ Eve 🎃 🤠 👻 🦸♀️
Kahn Cain Cakery served alongside Cumbersome cucumbers
Tea available, both hot & cool, before even requested
(No coffee in sight—strong or otherwise)
Chicken salad? Tiny cakes! Watercress…mm. Little yummy bits of colorful coated chocolate bits—some w/nuts.
If only it wasn’t all make believe…
What a wonderful conversation this might have been with the teddy bears and dollies on the bed
🛏 🧸 👸🧚♂️ ✨
The goose drank wine, the monkey chewed tobacco on a streetcar line.
The line broke.
The monkey got choked.
And they all went to Heaven in a little row boat.
—-children’s poem circa—Long Long Before I Existed in 1979
Sense of Humor Abounds
“Laugh or you’ll cry.”
—Sayings from my childhood, Excerpt from a 41 Steps, Memoir (work in progress): Chapter 3: It’s in my Blood