Of Course I Hear Voices: I Own Parrots

This Week's Prompts 1.) Girls Night Out! Describe the last time you got to hang out with your friends? What stops you from doing this more often? 2.) If Social Media died tomorrow, describe another hobby you might get into. 3.) Share a Summer Camp memory. 4.) We're too old to be getting in trouble...aren't we? Write about a time you were scolded...as an adult. 5.) Barefoot and hormonal...describe an incident that upset you when you were pregnant, but now looking back makes you laugh. While this may be cheating...since I did a similar post recently, I think my best bet is to run with Prompt 2 (mainly because I'm not quite ready to share my summer camp stories...yet) There is one hobby that I have always been in to, but I have not taken the time to really develop it. Other shiny things keep distracting me from digging in and becoming excellent at it. That is photography. I love taking and editing pictures. It is something I really enjoy doing.  As a kid I always h

The summer I graduated from college, my mom's dad passed away. From then on, we just pretended Father's Day didn't exist. Last year was the first time we had celebrated the day since 2000. Dad was still in UTMC for therapy. I was gearing up to head back to Indy for the first time since our accident. Dad was surprised, but it seemed to lift his spirits. This year it is easy to feel sorry for myself and dwell on everything I've lost with my father. I joke and say he's  my 62 year old child...and maybe there is more truth to that than I would like to admit. Instead of dwelling, maybe I should just be grateful for the good memories I have: Christmas on duty at Bucky's the week before my 30th birthday our cruise even towel animals judged him super sunburned Charlie loves Dad High School Graduation Party normal Christmas Senior night the original rubber duckies