An Unraveled Post


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I’m a knitter, so I know all about this word.  It is the most dreaded of tasks, especially if you’re nearly finished with a piece and then you spot a flaw  way back in the early stages.  My perfectionism won’t allow me to leave it.  Sometimes it’s possible to pick up a stitch without unraveling the whole piece, but often the only solution is to rip out almost everything you’ve done and start all over again. 12balling_lg

If you’re an experienced knitter, you will unravel carefully, winding your yarn into a ball,  until you reach the error, when you will be able to slip your knitting needle into the loops easily.

Sometimes life comes unraveled.  And what I learned this morning is that ravel and unravel mean the same thing.  English is a weird language.

Thaw  and unthaw, though, are not synonyms.  Unthaw really isn’t a word.  I guess to unthaw would be to freeze, right?  That  last little bit was a freebie, by the way.  No charge, and you’re welcome 🙂

Anyway.  When life comes unraveled, there is often not much to do except wait for the thread to quit pulling, and then see what can be done to repair the damage.  Something I’ve learned in my nearly 70 years is not to come all unraveled when life does, because it just doesn’t help. I’ve learned to go somewhere private and allow myself to cry or holler or pound walls, whatever seems helpful, and then you go back to the situation and deal with it like a grown-up.  Tantrums just wear you out, and they’re usually non-productive.

Although they are kind of fun  sometimes. Releases a lot of negative energy.

Don’t you love how unraveled this post is?



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Terrified, Elizabeth groped blindly through the inky darkness. Her heart pounded, her hands trembled.  Her breath came in short gasps. She felt as if she were falling into an endless black hole with no hope of rescue. How she hated the dark!

Nauseated from being turned round and round, vertigo making her stumble, she finally felt a solid wall. She had no idea where she was, but at least there was something she could feel.  And then—she heard the giggles of the other little girls, and they were coming from her right.  Wall on her left, giggles on her right. Ha!  She knew!

Placing one foot carefully in front of the other, groping with the tail she held in her right hand, she finally found her target.

And she pinned the tail on the donkey!

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Relief from Pain


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Huh.  Usually, something pops up immediately when I first see the daily one-word prompt.  Not today.

Oh. I know.  Terry saw the surgeon yesterday–same guy who did my Sacroiliac fusion back in February.  He’s going to get his dorsal root ganglion stimulator installed on May 2.

That doesn’t mean his foot will be healed. It means he’ll be able to adjust the device implanted near his spine to control the pain that has dogged him for the last 4 1/2 years.

That’s really good news.  We’re both looking forward to his relief from the debilitating pain he’s lived with for so long.


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The bicycle had  been left unsecured and unguarded. “People should know better,”  thought Pete.

He leaned against the light pole that propped  the bike, looked at his watch, glanced around. He just looked like a guy waiting for someone.

Finally, he mounted the bike.  Again, he glanced around as if making sure the person he waited for wasn’t coming.  Checking traffic, he pedaled off with confidence.

“Home free!”  he thought, a smirk twisting his lips. “People are so stupid!”

The whoop-whoop of the siren gave him a jolt.

“Gotcha, Sneaky Pete!” The cop smirked, too.

Decision Time


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The cusp is either of the pointed ends of this crescent moon.  Isn’t this a marvelous picture?  I’ve always been fascinated by the moon:  The lore, the legends, and later the science and just the pure beauty.  We were newly married in 1969 when the USA made its first moon landing.  I thought it was one of the most exciting things I’d ever seen.

So, what is it to be “on the cusp” of anything, in terms of our lives?  It’s to be on the threshold, or verge, of a development or action.  Picture an Olympic diver poised on the very edge of the board, up on his toes, arms extended as he bounces once, twice, three times. . . .he’s on the cusp of what he hopes is his best dive ever.

Sometimes it’s like being on the horns of a dilemma.

Two people who are just acknowledging their burgeoning love for one another?  They are on the cusp of a whole new life together.

Of course, it isn’t all sunshine and roses.  Sometimes we’re on the cusp of a most difficult time in our lives that we’d rather just skip completely.

By the way, one of the points on a molar is also called a cusp.

English.  You gotta love it.

An Old-Fashioned Word


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Prudent. What a delightfully old-fashioned word. People used to name their daughters Prudence.  I knew a girl in high school with that name, but have never met anyone else since who shared it. Sadly, we tend to connect prudent and prissy, but they’re really not synonyms.

Here are the definitions from


wise or judicious in practical affairs; sagacious;discreet or circumspect; sober.

careful in providing for the future; provident:
Now, I ask you, what is wrong with that?   Wouldn’t you want your daughter, sister, or wife to be judicious in practical matters? Wise, careful, sober? Being so does not mean she is without humor, or that she finds it beneath her dignity to have fun.
I like the word, and I like the name. I like the traits that prudence involves.
Maybe I should have another baby.  Well, no.  That wouldn’t be prudent 🙂

To Go or Not To Go


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We just got our passports renewed, and are waiting to receive them in the mail. Fascinating little blue book that allows a person to enter  other nations.

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I was hoping to go to Slovakia again this summer with a mission team from my church, but we’ve decided against it. After my last episode with my back, which came out of the blue with no warning, we’ve felt that it would not be fair to the rest of the team if something like that should happen over there.  I would be a liability.

It isn’t easy to accept that my body is slowly grounding me. You don’t expect it, even though you see it all around you. As we age, we slow down. We lose muscle mass.  We have trouble with balance. Our vision dims. That list is endless and could take us to a very dark place.

I choose not to wallow in my misery 🙂  The process is normal and natural, and I’m thankful that really, apart from my back, my health is pretty good.  Yes, I have the specter of diabetes hanging over my head, but that can be controlled.

Anyway, it looks like world travel may not be in our immediate future. You never know, though. At least we’ll have those little blue books that allow us to pack up and go.

Know Your Future!


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I don’t believe in fortune telling, palm reading, Tarot cards, and mediums who say they can reach the spirit world.  I don’t pay attention to astrology, and yes, I know what my sign is, but it’s not something I think about. Actually, I don’t think I’d want to know my future in terms of this life.  It might make me want to avoid it!

Still, the temptation is there, isn’t it?  Even if you don’t really think there’s anything to it, there is a draw to see what someone may have to say about your future. I wonder what it is about us that, even though we disbelieve the validity of it all, still draws us to such things.

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Every now and then, on TV, I see an advertisement about getting your love life untangled or your future made clear if you call a certain number, pay the money, and then listen to what the person on the other line has to offer.  There are always testimonials from people whose “lives have been changed forever,” and it’s all very glamorous.  I’ve never heard anyone say, on those ads, that they were told they’re going to die painfully from cancer within three years.

Notice, I did NOT say that I don’t believe in the world of darkness, where Satan and his minions dwell.  That’s a different thing entirely, and I suppose that Satan can influence some people to seem to tell the future, and to “bring up” the spirits of the dead. We can read about that happening in I or II Samuel.  I’d have to look it up.

Interesting topic, but one I believe that it is wise to avoid.

Fortune has many meanings, and I’m not sure why I landed on this one today.  Funny where my mind goes 🙂