life goes on
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2020: Glancing back, gazing ahead
Much has changed in the years from 2010 to 2020 and that’s a very good thing. Life isn’t intended to be stagnant. Continue reading
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The Last Summer Vacation
It seems no matter where I am on the web right now, someone somewhere is headed Back-to-School. Mothers are sad summer is over (or secretly not), healthy lunches are discussed (or those not so healthy tsk-tsked over), and teachers are… Continue reading
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Coherence?
I shouldn’t be writing now. I definitely shouldn’t be writing this right now. I’ve just put in a nice 12-hour day and if I want to sound coherent, then I should have some time to collect my thoughts. Unfortunately there… Continue reading
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Resilience, buoyance…Right.
With every day that passes, I find myself adjusting to my new schedule. I haven’t quite gotten back into the habit of mentally planning what I’ll wear to work the next day (because let’s face it, priorities are priorities…) but… Continue reading
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Finding time to relax again
Busy season is finally over yet another year. There have been so many I’ve lost count. It means the MoH is home before dark, and that it’s time for me to have an idea or two to plant in his… Continue reading
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Thinking with asterisks
William Zinsser says, “To write well about your life you only have to be true to yourself.” I knew that. It doesn’t make it easier to choose to delve into something I don’t feel like delving into, however, and I… Continue reading
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And so I begin again.
In the last many days, I’ve had time to think about this space in my life and its accumulation of nearly two years of what passes for me these days — me in writing, that is. Whenever I run… Continue reading
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Walk, write. Just get off your ass.
I should go outside today and walk. The cold isn’t quite as bracing as it’s been the last week or so for my west coast bones, and I’m tempted to stretch them in the warm, bright sunlight somewhat like a… Continue reading
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Construction and Ugly Cookies
I’m exhausted, and I’m always surprised when I realize it. Like someone who doesn’t spend 12 hours a day at the office shouldn’t be tired — ever. So not only am I exhausted, I’m annoyed that I’m exhausted. It’s… Continue reading
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It’s Dark at 3am.
Sometimes at night I wake and am not exactly sure how long I’ve been so, my eyes open and staring at patterns the too bright light across the street makes on our bedroom ceiling. It’s so quiet, even with the… Continue reading