Tag: life
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Choruses and Coke
I’ve never understood some drugs, which I guess is a good thing. I never understood pills, especially since I like to read the labels of prescription medications. I’m not taking some tablet with a lovely hue and smiley face, just because. Just sayin. I even struggle to take nasal spray when I have a cold,…
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Ragged, But I’m Round Here
Before you say a single word, I know. I didn’t even bother to look to see the last time I posted here, but lissen … No, I mean – lissen! Have you looked outside lately? Stuff’s real. I just waxed poetic over on Academia.edu in response to a very nice fellow academic who’d read a…
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Getting Old
I’ve been thinking a lot about getting old. There are things that happen as the days go on and it seems easy to fall into the rhythm of it all. Achy joints, flabby skin, grey hair, medications … yet the changes one sees in oneself can be subtle that the years go by slowly in…
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Inhale
So much advice is about exhaling. Not to diminish the value of letting out the breath held, but without taking in, there can be no letting out. This afternoon, for just a little while, I sat in the sun, inhaling its warmth until I couldn’t breathe. It was glorious. I had my eyes closed and…
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Small Small Sun Small
I sit in the sun with my arms crossed: I can feel its rays burning my flesh beneath my sweater. I close my eyes and wonder as I watch the floaties: I once heard that eye floaties are bits of dirt and debris that get trapped in the fluid on the outside of the eyeball.…
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Furtive Glimpses
Furtive … Such a wonderful word. It’s the one that came to mind as I laid in bed this morning. The day had started without me — it wasn’t yet bright, but there was light outside, which filtered in through the bathroom windows. The running joke when I bought this house was that the person…
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The Inner Madwoman
I’ve been reading a book called Burnout by Nagoski and Nagoski. My counselor recommended it and I do, too, even though I’m not finished with it yet. There were lots of bits I earmarked and underlined in the early pages, but what really nabbed me was the discussion of the inner madwoman. I’m paraphrasing but…
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Honest Words
Me, honestly. Today — every day — I’m grateful for what I’ve had because tomorrows are never promised. If you are online tomorrow, instead of posting something on my social media, go out and care for your elderly neighbor; have lunch with a friend; be nice to the person at your grocery check-out line; volunteer…
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Revisiting Some Favorite Faces
I might be a little bigger than I was when the Don’t Eat That! blog post was written. A couple years ago, I wrote a blog post with info about things you shouldn’t feed your canine family members. The post also included other tips from the site, The Goody Pet. One thing that was missing…
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Still Angry, After All These Years …
The tears were salty and made my view blurry as I washed dishes this morning. It was 5:30 am and I realized my dad would have turned 80 today. I mean, I realized October 17th was coming; I was reading my devotional a couple mornings ago and thought Wow, Dad’s birthday would have been in…
A New Bloom 