Adventures with Pa – The List

THE LIST

So now that I’ve committed to jotting down Adventures With Pa I had to ask myself…

“Self, where do we start?”

And of course since I was speaking to myself, I didn’t have a ready answer. So I decided to just start with what activities, places, and “stuff” I have been blessed to participate and observe with my grandkids.

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Adventures With Pa

Yes, my grandkids have deemed “Pa” as a suitable title for me and I have embraced it fully! It is simple, sounds like a crow cawing, rolls off the tongue and is easy to remember (for kids and me!).

What I will note on these pages are trip and activity “snapshots” where the places we’ve been, sights we’ve seen and adventures we’ve taken are captured in short nuggets of humor and whimsy.

So get ready…get set…here we go!

A Bit of Refocusing

Graphic via Pixabay — https://pixabay.com/en/lens-camera-lens-focus-focusing-1209823/

So here it comes…change. Change can be scary. Change can be exhilarating. Change happens no matter what we do or not do. So here’s to change …at least on this website.

Shoes On A Rail has been on a writing hiatus. Yes, thoughts and stories have occurred but for one reason or another they have not seen the light of internet day.  A discussion with friends (Thank you David & Robyn!) helped me discern that this site can be a place for general thoughts (and some posturing) and it can serve as a way to note observations made during “Adventures With Pa.” These can be simply places we’ve visited and what found interesting or distracting, or “Ah Ha!” moments made by my kids, grandkids or me.

So it’s a bit of a change from the original intent of this site. A re-focusing and zooming in of purpose and vision.

I am looking forward to “seeing” things new and getting clarity, and sharing them with anyone who happens across this site.

There are exciting times ahead! See you soon!

Lost… but …Found

Dedicated to all of us, for we all suffer the pain of loss and our internal stories of regret.

First birthday.

A time of joy and cake

A time of presents
   more for the adults
      than the children
         who are entranced by boxes, crinkly paper, balloons, ribbons and sounds

A time to remember and celebrate
   From the first smiles to out loud giggles
   From rolling and crawling to the first faltering steps to running at breakneck speeds

But then time slips by...
   And the past becomes a shadow

Hugs that are but memories
   Snuggles that are missed
      Laughter and wonder that have faded

Photographs, videos, doodles, drawings, writings and cards are our time capsules
   Snippets of moments
      some beautiful, some enchanting, some upsetting
   Providing ways to observe the changes
      and take note of who this person is becoming
   Messages from tiny scratchings on various media to live video and artwork drawn with care
      giving us a clue into the heart, mind and soul of others

And a memory, song, place, smell, and story can catapult us back...
   to where we can experience and re-live how we felt
      the joys we felt
         the smiles we shared
            the hearts that were joined in an unending symphony of gratitude

Here's to dreams -- fulfilled and unfulfilled
   to joy and wonder -- experienced and shared

And as we remember our grief amid the whirlwind of loss


   may friends surround us
      keep us
         hear and listen to us

So that they too may know who once walked this world
   who once discovered a smile in the simplest of things
      who once shared a secret or message shining light into even the darkest crags

And with that... help ease the loss
   Quell the regrets
      And focus on the blessings and lessons imparted by their presence in our life

A “Mother’s Day” Manifesto

Although it can be applied to anyone who has experienced a personal loss, this article helps those who have lost a child express themselves and aids others in understanding their loss. Whether mother, father, son, daughter, family or friend, grief strikes us where we are most vulnerable.

Please read with care…and understanding. Give a hug to those who are close and to those who have lost…

Mother’s Day Manifesto For Grieving Mothers by Dr. Joanne Cacciatore

Graphics from pixabay.com

Exit Signs


Do you have a route you frequently drive or walk? An example would be the commute to work. You acknowledge where you are going, jump into your car, shut the doors, buckle the seat belt, turn on the car, put it into drive or reverse depending on how you parked the day before, then start on your journey. You know your destination or at least may have a clue on how to get there with the assistance of a GPS, a memorized route or written down instructions. You proceed down the highways and side streets based on the location of your destination, and before you know it you are either at your destination or snarled in traffic waiting to move forward to your final goal.

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Shoes On A Rail with a Twist

In railing against the ebb and flow of modern crazy-busy schedules, sometimes it is time to put our feet up (for those who are able) to sit and ponder. The immediate visual, as this is written, is to look down at our shoes, sneakers, flip-flops, boot et al and imagine them perched nicely upon a rail…deck, fence, porch, or guard rails made of wood, plastic or metal.

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