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  • April 3, 2018

    yoga

    yoga

    At least for an hour a week, there is peace.

  • March 7, 2018

    where are you going

    where are you going

    Time is passing slowly, but gaining momentum. Shall we attempt to stay present?

  • March 4, 2018

    will you remember me

    will you remember me

    Can we control how we will be remembered?

  • February 16, 2018

    crazy class

    crazy class

    Will we allow for the crazy class to take over and dominate?

  • February 12, 2018

    gray shaming

    What’s the big deal? It’s just gray hair. Why can’t we all just agree that it’s really okay?

  • February 11, 2018

    back to life

    back to life

    Moving kicked my butt. I’m finally starting to come back into the world.

  • September 30, 2017

    on being social

    on being social

    Without social media I wouldn’t know where/how many people live. I wouldn’t envy their picture perfect vacations and creative home spaces.  I wouldn’t be the wiser. Without social media I wouldn’t realize that others share my same passions, quirks and hobbies. I wouldn’t be able to make connections and break down walls. I would feel…

  • September 21, 2017

    love to hate you

    love to hate you

    When we first brought home our kitten, Morpheus, I remember telling my mom that it was so strange to have another living being in our space. He was a teeny tiny little black fur ball. We soon learned that he did not have the typical grace of a cat. He was quite clumsy and broke…

  • September 17, 2017

    good enough

    good enough

    I would call it a whim. My husband sent me a link to a house he thought I would like. He suggested we move, just for fun. To mix things up. We have lived in our current home since 2003. There’s nothing wrong with it at all. This is the only home our sons remember.…

  • September 11, 2017

    42

    42

    I’m not into the holidays. I don’t like the disruption to our regularly scheduled lives. Stores are closed. Expectations are high. Not all holidays are super difficult. Some just require hot dogs and beer and firecrackers. Others require weeks of baking, shopping, wrapping, attending concerts and pageants and family gatherings. I don’t like to say…

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