It’s Been a Long Time Coming Home

Koi Necklace, by Gail

Koi Necklace, by Gail

Dear Friends,

This has been a long year, and I have missed writing. Some of you may forget that you subscribed to my blog at all. I haven’t forgotten you. I’ve been on a journey. Most of it has to do with physical health, but I’ve had spiritual growth, too. All in all, I’m in a better place than I was the last time I posted.

December arrived with a diagnosis of breast cancer, again. I had a mastectomy in February and am gladly on the other side of the surgery and cancer-free once again. The general malaise I had can be chocked up to my body fighting the invader. For those of you who have had cancer, you understand the assault on security it causes and the face of your own mortality.

This Summer I was battling another of my physical conditions, post-polio syndrome. I haven’t written about my disability because who wants to read about a disability? I like to write about the love and beauty in the world. Anyway, I had an overall general decline in my abilities and it prevented me from writing and doing the things I love: writing and making jewelry.

I sell my jewelry in a shop on Etsy, and I have met some other wonderful artists and jewelry makers. It has opened up new friendships and bonds that will last for years to come. There is a link to my shop on this blog, if you’re curious. I’m not trying to sell you anything, I just love to share my design and artwork.

The Summer passed with daily observations and joy in the hummingbirds at my feeder. I can’t even express my love for the beautiful creatures. I tended to them lovingly, making their nectar every week and replenishing it before it got stale. In turn, I was delighted with their antics and sheer beauty, the wonder of the small glimpse they gave to me of their lives.

I was gifted with three granddaughters at once, when my son Jesse and his wife Ines adopted sisters. They are three, four, and five, and gorgeous, adorable, precious little people. They have been through so much in their young lives, I am overwhelmed for them. I have not met them yet, as they live far away, but they’ll visit in the Spring when another son, Ethan, and his girlfriend Andrea have their baby boy. Eric is my third child, and is single at the moment.

This post is entirely unlike my other offerings. I usually rise above the everyday to meet you in the stratosphere of poetry or daily missives on the beauty and the love that surrounds me. Sometimes I write memoir and prose. But I wanted to catch you up on my life, and in a way, give you the reasons for my absence from my blog.

I need to connect on a deep level with you.

With that, I’ll say:



Day Two – 12 Reasons to Gift your Loved ones with The Girl in the Iron Lung

Reason #2:

The Girl in the Iron Lung is a holiday story. In the voice of the little girl, you will follow her through sadness and triumph as she experiences the isolation of the holidays alone in a large machine doing the breathing for her. She is completely paralyzed and at the mercy of others, and sharing this story brings gratitude and joy into the hearts of the reader for the life that they have.

From my heart to yours,


Prose – Of Loss and Love


I’ve been absent from my blog for many months now.  I am well and fine. It all has to do with happiness in my life, leaving me content to live it rather than write about it.

It’s time to get back here now and reconnect with all of you.

I did suffer two great losses in the meantime. My loving friend and Frank’s brother died unexpectedly at too young an age and with too many sorrows to his name. We spent holidays and Saturdays together and his wry sense of humor when paired with Frank’s while watching horror flicks at his apartment over take out lunch is missed by me tremendously. The two of them had a comfortable familiarity of mindset with one liners and commentary liken to Mystery Science Theater routines. If you haven’t seen any of these cult classics, or if you have, remember Kevin for me in his straight man brilliance.

I also lost a friend of twenty years, a wonderful poet and DJ of free form radio. I met Bob in an AOL chatroom and although I never met him in person, we were close enough for him to have nicknamed me Sunflower after Allen Ginsberg’s poem “Howl.” He knew what I had been through and how I had evolved and risen above the ashes of two painful decades in life. I knew about him, and he was in every sense a true friend.

I think I probably wrote about my move last September into a two-bedroom apartment with the love of my life, Frank. He is the reason for my silent contentment and happiness to such a degree that I haven’t felt a need to talk or write about it, but have been living the happiest moments of my life on a daily basis. He accepts me for all that I am and for all that I am not. He takes care of me as I have never been taken care of before. He is the beacon of laughs and reason where I found none in the past. We had a relationship before the move, but since sharing a home, our love and commitment has grown to immense proportions. I only want for him to be himself and be happy. Life and love really does boil down to this.

There is more to the story of our lives. I’m leaving that for another time when the pictures come back so that I can share some with you.

For now, I spend my days taking care of the flowers on the patio, birdwatching, and at night listening to the bullfrog that’s made a home in the storm drain right outside. Frank and I share the quiet happiness of love and we talk about my cat Mooshi who talks more than the two of us put together.

It’s good to be back. I didn’t forget any of you, I was just listening to my heart and the wildlife in the woods.







Flash Fiction – Around

Lilly was ten and in a wheelchair. She had cerebral palsy, which made her body spastic but her happiness was bright.

At school, she loved to be around the other children during outdoor recess and they included her in their games. She had an infectious smile.

On this particular day the children were playing dodge ball and circled around her.

She blocked the ball!

A ribbon with her name went home with the little girl.

Are you flashing yet?

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An Interview with Poet Laurie Childree


Laurie Childree

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Interview with Poet Laurie Childree

author of
Moments, Money & Memories
Observations, Obsessions, & Oddities

I have invited Laurie to my world to pull up the rug and chat about her two new books of verse.
Set a spell, while we talk poetry.
GT: Hi Laurie (smile), Tell us a bit about yourself as a poet. How long have you been writing, and who or what is your muse?

Laurie Childree: Hi Gail, (smiling) I’ve been writing for more than twenty years, we just won’t say how much more. We’ll leave out how many things have found their way to the trash. My muse is difficult to explain, things just pop into my head and I write them down. I hear my voice in my head, at times it’s difficult for my hands to keep up to write what I hear. Which isn’t always a good thing when what I hear does not translate to the same rhythm on the page.

Anything could trigger it, staring out a window or riding down the road. Trips to the store or the evening news. It’s more of a view on life, a different take on the reality around us.

GT: Your book Moments, Money & Memories has an interesting theme. What was the driving force behind the poems written for this book?

Laurie Childree: Reality and those who fail to see it was the driving force. Poverty is everywhere. There are ad campaigns to send donations overseas, but many do not realize that poverty exists right here. We walk past people everyday that are without food, homes, running water or a million of the other things that we take for granted.

We are spoiled, we forget that the things we think of as necessity are still but a fantasy for parts of the world. Electricity, we think we have to have yet millions live without it on a daily basis washing their clothing and themselves with dirty water.

GT: I was struck by the true to life nature of the poems in this book. Do you have an overall message?

Laurie Childree: Assumptions are bad, when you make a decision for someone you could be causing them problems that you don’t even consider. There is an assumption that the way things are is the way they have always been, this is not always true.

GT: Who would benefit from reading your poems in Moments, Money & Memories?

Laurie Childree: Anyone that wants to know the realities of poverty.

GT: Your second book is of a different nature. Tell us how you came to write Observations, Obsessions & Oddities.

Laurie Childree: I ended up at a stalling part for a project I was working on, one I had envisioned for a couple of years. It needed to rest, so I began changing course for a while. The news at the time was……..well, less than pleasant so I went with it. There are those that avoid the news like the bad things can contaminate you.

So I began to put the things together and a book was the result.
GT: There are some very powerful poems in this book. Do you have favorites, and why?

Laurie: Not exactly favorites, some resonant more than others.

GT: Is there a different intended audience for Observations, Obsessions & Oddities?

Laurie: This is a bit tricky, they overlap. Anyone that does not fear reality should read it.

GT: Is there a message for this book?

Laurie Childree: The world isn’t going to change on it’s own. We have to be the change we want to see. Simply watching the news, reading the paper and standing back to observe is not enough. Evil, poverty and all the things we shy away from have always existed. The change begins at home. We complain about things that do not matter in the end.

GT: Are there any additional thoughts you would like to add about yourself or your books?

Laurie Childree: My books have been described as being unapologetic and that’s pretty much how I am. I state facts, if people cannot handle facts, then they cannot handle facts. When you open your mind you’ll see that we have both have a lot to offer.

GT: Where are your books available?

Laurie: Redmund Productions, in paperback, PDF, kindle and ebook formats so they are accessible to everyone.

Thank you for your visit, Laurie and your insightful answers about your poetry.