Wasn’t good at playing the violin or the piano

Too shy to try out for cheerleader, tried for drill team, but didn’t make that

Never worked a job for that many months

But I was good at breathing.

***

My marriage didn’t work out

Raising two kids alone in poverty was hard

Many trying days and nights

But I was good at breathing.

***

Old age is upon me

Harder to get out of bed, but I do

My heart breaks for the way the world is

But I’m still good at breathing.

***

I won’t let life get me down

There are still many beautiful things to see

Many lovely moments to encounter

So I pray to stay good at breathing!

– Written by,

Connie Webb 2/27/17

 

Election is over.

Not sure what is in store,

But it will be Christmas soon,

So will focus on family and friends.

 

Will enjoy the Christmas carolers,

The lit up festive store windows and homes;

The warm hot chocolate;

The bright colors of Christmas at every turn.

 

The warmth of a good heater with the bitter cold outside,

The gratitude for all the good in my life.

 

Election is over.

Not sure what is in store,

But it is almost Christmas,

And for now

I will focus on love and peace

And pray that will always prevail!

By, Connie Webb 12/22/16

 

Ramsay is a cute little kitty cat;

He loves to play and he loves to bat;

He loves to bite and he loves to scratch,

But he doesn’t really mean it if he hurts you bad;

Yeah, he doesn’t really mean it if he hurts you bad.

By, Connie Webb 3/15/16 dedicated to my kitten, Ramsay.

 

 

 

On the movie “As Good As It Gets,”

Jack Nicholson said the woman he liked

Made him want to be a better person.

I say, “My cat makes me want to be a better person.”

Photo and poem by Connie Webb

Okay, I was jealous

Of her and his attentions to her,

And her crackling hen laugh,

I do admit that,

But I am over it now,

After eating a bunch of pasta,

And watching music videos,

And playing with my cat,

And enjoying my freedom

Without the burden

Of having to turn into another

Crackling hen

Just to please him.

By, Connie Webb

Pouncing, stalking, cuddling

Hiding, creeping, sleeping

Curious, wondrous, beautiful

Hunting, playing, resting

Funny, cute, fluffy

Another new best friend.

Photo and Poem By, Connie Webb

Good-bye little friend

Little family member of ours

We will miss you so

Miss your funny ways

Miss your cuddling by us

Miss you every day.

We will never forget you

You will be in our hearts forever

You gave us so much joy

Forget you, no not ever!

4/14/15 Good-bye to our beloved cat who lived to age sixteen. His little spirit is now flying free!

As a kid,

I had this eerie feeling

that I would be snatched away

in a heartbeat

from the Scary One,

if I did “anything” wrong.

 

Maybe that is why

I just had to do “everything” wrong

perhaps as an unconscious test.

 

When I didn’t vanish,

the Scary One was no longer scary.

I finally felt safe,

even with all my wrongness.

– By, Connie Webb

What if Growing Up
She Wasn’t …

Put down and made fun of and teased?
Told “You should have been put up for adoption like my mom told me to do”?
Made to feel like she was worthless?
Left with nightly tears to cry alone?
Noticed for what she did wrong instead of what she did right?
Told she was loved, but shown otherwise?

What if Now
She …

Notices what she does right?
Speaks to herself kindly and lovingly?
Encourages herself with positive affirmations?
Treasures and values herself?
Knows she is worthy and wanted here?
Never abandons or gives up on herself?
Comforts and nurtures herself?
Shows herself love daily, even when it is difficult to do?

What if?

–By, Connie Webb

The best man at the wedding

was supposed to be her husband,

but him being “the best”

only lasted so long;

especially when things fell to pieces;

after years of them both being unloving toward each other;

where he was no longer the best man he could be,

and she was no longer the best woman she could be.

She looks back now,

viewing the whole situation;

as one where they both;

just lost their hope

that things could work out;

and they both just gave up even trying.

The day she left him,

even though it was a tough choice for her,

not only did she get her life back,

but he got his life back, too.

They now both could be their own selves,

without all that bickering, arguing and being unsatisfied

with one another.

Funny how when she looks back today,

she sees just how right it was that they broke up,

even though at the time,

it just felt like it was all so wrong and heartbreaking.

But the heartbreaking thing,

would have been

if they stayed together;

with them both being unhappy,

and both not being all they could be.

Perhaps now he can be the best man he can be,

and she can now be the best woman she can be.

So divorce isn’t always so bad,

when you look back

realistically.

– By, Connie Webb