Love “jarring days,” “free wool released from snare,” and “she is turning toward luminosity her eyes wide and open,” especially.
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Shared Palfitness
Published October 5, 2016 by Nan MykelWhen did you stop believing?
Could be Santa Claus
The tooth fairy
Monsters under your bed
Jack Frost
The Easter Bunny
or more real things…
Like ability to move up
with hard work and then
you do not
That you are adored by
peers and they disappear?
Politics, not touching:)
Good luck…
Bad luck….
No luck…
We all have struggles
We all do deal
Some are better
Some are not
It’s not related to being
smart…LOL
How about romance?
Do you still believe in
LOVE?
Or just hearing the words?
In an era easy to cheat with
many things it is easy to
not believe
So, do you at all?
2016 Copyright Paul McAleavey wwwpalfitness.wordpress.com
STUFF — A POEM
Published October 4, 2016 by Nan MykelPUNISHMENT FOR THE COMPULSIVE COLLECTOR
Or,
STUFF
There comes a time in the life
of a long-lived hoarder that
what came in now goes out.
Family should want it andcherish it and organize and
archive it— that’s it! Archive!
It’s someone else’s life, though, and
will moulder with their own stuff.;
their very own precious stuff.
Grandma called her china her
“heart’s blood.” –That’s what my letters
and sqiggles and sentimental
cachets are, “stuff.” Old photos
tug at heart–strings, like echoes
of old hymns. Would it have been
better to let these relics sift
through our fingers at the time?
Much too late, hoarder! Now kiss
them goodbye and try to smile.. Nan
Just a Brief Post :) — A Re-blog
Published October 3, 2016 by Nan MykelHi guys! I can’t believe I haven’t posted since March 30th! That’s terrible. But recently, I’ve been missing this community more than ever. It’s so comforting to read extracts of like-minded people’s lives, to know that there’s always someone out there who has the same similarities, both dreams and fears.
I’ve decided now, I’m going to study Neuroscience at University after I start College in September and take my A-Levels. It is the science that could save us all. I believe in it, and I trust it.
I have faith in just the same way that I truly believe that anyone can change and shape the world for the better-even in the smallest of ways-and that’s what I intend to. I want to nurse the planet back to happiness.
People say that’s naive, which maybe it is, but just because something is hard to achieve, that doesn’t mean we should…
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I STAND CORRECTED, AFTER 45 YEARS
Published October 3, 2016 by Nan MykelThe following is from the site Down Syndrome with a Slice of Autism nickspecialneeds.wordpress.com Just another WordPress.com site, Nick is 22 years old and has Down syndrome and autism. This is his world, the rest of us are just trying to keep up! Post signed by Teresa in recognition of Down Syndrome Awareness Month:
Since this is about awareness, it is important to educate people on the appropriate language that should be used. People with Down syndrome should always be referred to as people first.
Do NOT say:
*”A Down syndrome baby or child.”
*”Down’s baby or child”
*”Down’s”
*”He has Downs”
Instead say: “A child with Down syndrome”. Finally it should be said “Down” and NOT “Down’s.” Down syndrome is named for the English physician John Langdon Down, who characterized the condition, but did not have it.
My son Nick is 22 years old, and has Down syndrome and autism. I’ve heard all of these incorrect phrases over the years. Please help me educate the public on the proper way to refer to a person with Down syndrome. Thank you for reading and spreading awareness about Down syndrome. That’s what is in my noggin this week.
~Teresa
Tricky Miss Arveson
Published October 3, 2016 by Nan MykelIT WAS IN THE NINTH GRADE THAT OUR TEACHER MISS ARVESON played a trick on us. She taught us “October’s Bright Blue Weather,” and told the class we would forget it. I resisted looking it up for this post, so I’ll just share what I do recall:
OCTOBER’S BRIGHT BLUE WEATHER

O suns and skies and flowers of June,
and ______ of June together,
you cannot rival for one hour
October’s bright blue weather.
_________________________
Now I look it up:
Oh suns and skies and clouds of June,
and flowers of June together,
you cannot rival for one hour
October’s bright blue weather.
MANY MORE VERSES, by Helen Hunt Jackson
Shadow Dialogue
Published October 1, 2016 by Nan Mykel
I keep trying to get organized, and in the process come across material I’ve forgotten about. Here’s one. Now I can throw that piece of paper away!
Nan: I am Nan. Shadow, are you there?
Shadow: Right here, baby.
Nan: What name do you go by?
Shadow: I am known by many names.
Nan: What shall I call you?
Shadow: Mom.
Nan: You’re not my mother!
Shadow: No, I said “Mum.” You can call me “Yes, Mum!”
Nan: You quit pushing me around! I won’t yes Mum or no Mum you! Perhaps I’ll name you!
Shadow: You presume?
Nan: Damn tootin’. I’ll call you–
Shadow: Matilda.
Nan: Oh, all right. Matilda. Waltzing Matilda?
Shadow: Hardly.
Nan: We’re supposed to be talking about robbing and getting robbed.
Shadow: Yeah, right, big time Nan the gun moll. Who ya been robbing lately, baby?
Nan: You’re rude, crude, and thoroughly unattractive. I thought you were haughty and condescending and filthy rich.
Shadow: Thanks, and I am, Po’ mouth!
Nan: You robbed me!
Shadow: Moi?
Nan: You took away my meanness, my lay-it-on-the-lineness, my sraightness.
Shadow: Moi?
Nan: Damn tootin’.
Shadow: You’re sounding a little vulgar yourself. By the bye, baby, who did YOU rob?
Nan: Uh…
Shadow: Come on, come on, we haven’t got all day. The teacher is going to blow the whistle in a minute.
Nan: Yeah, she’s asked two more questions and…
Shadow: Slow poke. Honestly, you dirty misfit. Black sheep of the family!
Nan: I’M the nice one. YOU’RE the bad one!
Shadow: I’m bored with you.
Nan: Who did I rob? I robbed myself, and gave myself away.
Shadow: Rattle rattle, hear my chains.
Nan: MY chains.
Shadow: Our chains. But you are dirty, a sissy, boring, teacher’s pet, dull, a non-entity: A crumb. Crumby!
Nan: You hush. I’m going to devour you!
Shadow: Now you’re talking like me!