Spring is in the Air by Lydia Ehmcke

Spring is in the air
Snow still covering the ground
The sky is dressed in a beautiful shade of blue
The sun is smiling his brightest smile ever
I decided to go for a walk
Never mind the puddles on the side walk
It is only March after all
Oh, how lovely the fresh air feels
How delighted I am to breathe it in deeply
It makes my heart expand with joy
How wonderful to be alive!


A Star by Lydia Ehmcke

In the writing group we were shown some objects, had to choose one and write about it in a set time of 5 minutes. This is my story.
Up in the sky at night I saw a beautiful star. It sparkled and looked as if it wanted to give me a message. One of my dear departed probably wants to tell me something. We used to look at those stars together and often marvelled at how beautiful they really were, but oh, so far away.
Nevertheless, we can see them on a clear night and enjoy their existence. Some of them might not be alive any more and we can still see them and enjoy them. Just so it is with our loved ones who departed, they still sparkle and give us pleasant memories.

Could my life be a sitcom? by Lydia Ehmcke

Could my life be a sitcom? I don’t think so! There is not enough funny stuff in it. My life has been real and down to earth, mostly normal.
When I think back, some things seem a little out of the ordinary, but nevertheless seemed normal at the time. Somebody could probably make a good movie out of it, because a lot of interesting things happened throughout my long life. But a sitcom it was not.
I took life seriously, I worked hard. I have some interesting hobbies like weaving, knitting, crocheting, gardening, writing, just to name a few.
I took up gliding when I was young to please my boyfriend, but it was not my cup of tea. In fact it was downright scary. I took up driving in later years, because there was never any need for it. The driver’s license I made at the age of 70. Now I don’t really need a car, I can walk almost everywhere. Shopping is a problem though, but often friends offer help.
I am not traveling far away any more, staying close to home. I am trying to make my home comfortable and inviting. I like having friends in and love it when my family visits.
This is my life. It is not a sitcom, where people come and go and do funny or extraordinary things to make other people laugh or cry.
Let’s stick to real life. It might not always be entertaining, but it let’s me be me and I like it that way.

Warning Label by Lydia Ehmcke

Which label can one put on oneself to warn people?
I mentioned my concern to my children and asked them separately, which label should I put on myself? What do you think?
They both had an answer ready right away.
My daughter said: “Handle with care! On second thought, lubricate well!”
That showed me her sense of humour.
My son offered: “Use gentle cycle.”
What does that tell me? They don’t really treat me with kid gloves, but they think I should be treated gently and nice. How thoughtful!
Well, I guess they know what I need and try not to upset me. They know what I like and act accordingly.
My own ideas of warning labels would be:
“She gets upset about unfairness.”
“Cannot stand swear words or bad language.”
“Cannot tolerate lies or even fibs.”
“Does not like unfulfilled promises.”
“Does not suffer fools lightly.”
“Oh, just handle with care!”