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Family update, not that you asked, but I’m just getting over my PTS from last week, and I could use a little support from things that don’t slither or build webs. Even gratuitous interest is welcome. Something I knew, but conveniently forgot, three-year-olds scream. A lot. It’s sort of an ear-piercing howl that lingers in […]

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You might think you have everything figured out, you’re batting a thousand, then life throws you a curveball, and no matter how fast or slow it comes at you, you have to decide in a split second how you’re going to manage the play. I tend to bunt. I used to think nothing will ever […]

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“How you doing?” I asked my Mom this question at the beginning of almost every call, or visit, and her answer was always the same. “I’m fine,” even in her final days. This was not a conversation, it was a pattern, our pattern. I knew she was not fine. She knew she was not fine. […]

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  Can I tell you about my day? Good, because if I don’t let it out it’s going to escape in some other form, and at my age excessive flatulence is unbecoming. By midday I had written extra strength Tylenol on the grocery list three times. Most of you will agree, sheltering in place is […]

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Standing in front of Mom’s beautifully organized desk, I find myself unfolding a receipt for a dance class at the local retirement center, it’s country western, and my first desperate thought is can she get her money back? I know, it’s trifling, but honest. This is my go-to defense, focus on the trival, avoid painful […]

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You’ve heard the adage bloom where you are planted? Well, that sort of rubbed me the wrong way, I started thinking about what kind of growth one should expect in the time of corona, with COVID for soil. And no fertilizer! My dad had a great sign that he staked in his garden, it said […]

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Recently a group of friends gathered outside (when it was lawful to do so), around an open fire pit, at the Four Seasons Resort in Texas, sipping a smooth Pinot Noir, discussing this new Coronavirus, it wasn’t a thing yet in the US, but we knew it was coming. One of my companions was feeling […]

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“When she smiles, the lines in her face become epic narratives that trace the stories of generations that no book can replace.” Curtis Tyrone Jones It’s dusk, I’m rocking two naked grand babies in an over sized nursery room rocker, they are not only identical, but perfectly replicate my memories of motherhood, including the exhaustion, […]

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I knew this chrysalis stage was going to be rough but I have to admit the unrelenting joy was a total surprise. “The caterpillar chooses the food the butterfly will need, chooses the exact space to later spread its wings, without the space, the wings would never fly,” writes Marion Woodman. She goes on to say […]

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The fire is raging behind Lakeport, 5:00 pm, taken from our boat, showered in ash. They say good writing is about telling the truth, sometimes I feel it’s more like stretching the truth, not that verity needs more space, but like perfume, a little goes a long way. “Trade what you’ve been taught for what’s […]