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Welcome

Welcome to my narrative horizon about our wacky, wondrous world. There’s no pattern to my inspiration, so my pieces range from silly and mundane to serious and heartfelt. Here I share true, slice of light pieces about family, friendship, dogs, womanhood, health and wellness, wine, education, shopping, shoes, spirituality, reading, writing, entertainment, the moon, the sun and anything else under our sky.

I am a high energy, middle-age active woman who is constantly on the move. Filled calendar pages give me pleasure and purpose, but they also stress me out and make me more scattered than your average part-time sunshine. The older, busier, and more disorganized I get, the more I need to recharge in order to relax and refocus.

This blog gives me a chance to take a timeout to savor life, collect scattered memories, highlight sunny moments, and unclog cloudier ones. I seek balance, meaning, hope, and laughter that I’ll spread like PB&J through my stories.

My professional, home, and social fronts keep me hustling while giving me stories. I am a full-time high school English teacher, mother to two adolescent daughters, pet owner to two furry dogs, wife to one witty husband, relative to many loves, and friend to those who embrace my friendship.

I’m also a part-time sunshine who strives to be lively, bright, lighthearted, and comforting. Oh how I wish I could make my sunshine status full-time, but no can do. When the sunshine zest is too exhausting, and warmth becomes a scorcher, I lose the chipper optimism you’d expect from someone with nicknames like Sunshine or Sunny D. It can be a cockadoodle-dodo world, so being constantly happy and smiley while being honest and genuine is a trick I’d like to master.

For now, I’m a part-time sunshine, at best. When frazzled, my daily mission is to dazzle and find some extra beaming reason to smile and share why.  Random rays and small warm shimmers are the best, like double rainbows at a wedding, a greeting card among the bills in my mailbox, or a spotless bedroom cleaned by my daughters (who jest that this blog should be called Full-Time Nut Job, Part-Time Sunshine.)

I invite you to follow me on my horizon.  There’s a chance of sunshine (and a handful of nuttiness) in it for you, yours, and everyone else under the sky.

Shine on!

 

Posted in Family, Parenting, Spirtuality

Memory Eternal

Today marks the twelfth anniversary of my beloved father’s death.  This blog is a chapter of my memoir, The Reckoning of the Black Butterfly.  May the memory of Frank. T. Snyder be eternal.

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My favorite picture of my father taken on Easter Sunday, 2006, the last time I saw him.

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Posted in Holidays, Mother Nature, Wacky World

Think Spring! Mother Nature Visits PA on Earth Day.

Happy Earth Day! It is with great pleasure that I wish to disclose to Pennsylvanians that we are going to be graced by spring before summer of 2018. There are still mixed messages about the exact date blooms will start AND continue to grow though, but keep the faith!

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Posted in Dog Lover, Family, I Hate Puppies

A Doggone Stinky Tail – Happy National Puppy Day!

Not last night, but the night before,

Three tom cats came knocking on my door.

One had a fiddle, one had a drum,

One had a pancake stuck to its bum.  

A couple nights ago, a variation of the above playground song came to mind.  Take note, this isn’t a cute, nostalgic story where I want to skip rope and chant rhymes.  It’s a doggone tale about a stinky tail. Something indeed stuck to one’s bum, but it wasn’t a pancake.

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Posted in Health and Wellness, Wacky World

If I were to Complain, I’d tell you about my Ridiculous Day…

Before I started blogging as Part-Time Sunshine, I posted my tales on Facebook. This non-complaining, germy story popped up on my feed from March 4, 2014. I edited the piece (thankfully, my writing has improved) and added some visuals.   Shine on!  

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Posted in Father Time, Mother Nature, Shadows and Black Clouds, Spirtuality, Sunshine and Happiness

Wolf Moon, Morning Boon, Grateful Dead Croon (Parts II and III)

This is a three part post.  If you missed it, here is Part I.  Below are parts II and III (where things get brighter).  Shine on!

 

PART II

Months had slipped by since we had last spoken, so her unexpected, morning call alarmed me.  “Margie?  Is that you?” I inquired. Continue reading “Wolf Moon, Morning Boon, Grateful Dead Croon (Parts II and III)”

Posted in Father Time, Mother Nature, Shadows and Black Clouds, Spirtuality, Sunshine and Happiness

Wolf Moon, Morning Boon, Grateful Dead Croon – Part I

 

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On January 2, 2018, I took down my 2017 Bruce Springsteen calendar and reflected on the past year. That eve, I thumbed through the pictures of The Boss and pages of my celebrations, holidays, events, and milestones. I wish I could report that I reminisced with a cup of cheer and shouted a “New Year, New Me” proclamation, but you can scratch that from the script. Instead, I continued brooding over last year’s heartaches, the ones I’d erase if only I penciled them in. I ended up building a bridge for unscheduled griefs and leftover letdowns to crossover to and stain my new Peanuts Gang, “Happiness is…” calendar.   Continue reading “Wolf Moon, Morning Boon, Grateful Dead Croon – Part I”

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We Miss you, Dear Dog: Goodbye to our Golden Girl, Italia.

Today marks the year anniversary of losing our beloved Italia. We continue to miss her and take comfort in the memory of the unconditional love and friendship she gave us. May her Memory Be Eternal!

Tales from a Part-Time Sunshine

img_9516She was my 10.5-year-old furry best girl. She moved a little slower, barked less, listened harder, chased less, and paced more, especially when given a bone that she carried, guarded, hid, found, savored, and so on. She snored intensely, like a drunken crew of grandpas dreaming of fishing trips.  Although she played less, she still wagged the feathers of her perfectly fluffy and pristine tail everyday.  More than any of that, our glory girl loved effortlessly, without limits. 

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