Sitting in a warm coffee shop, snow flakes descending in white fury outside a nearby window, and I’m thinking it may be time to re-emerge from my brief writing hiatus. The past few weeks have been, in part, about moving on…..but also about returning. The return, in fact, has been both literal and figurative….returning toContinue reading “The beauty I see…”
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One can sure hope…
The reasons vary….why we hold back and don’t say the things we think or feel. And yet, at the core, the reasons are always the same. We’re afraid. We’re afraid of what someone might think of us, that we might hurt others with our words, or we might be the ones to get hurt. We’reContinue reading “One can sure hope…”
On loan from the universe…
As soon as we separate ourselves from others, others separate themselves from us. This was just one of the thoughts or realizations I had one cold day this past January as I house-sat for a friend in Des Moines, Iowa. I had been watching a few videos on minimalism prior to sitting down to write,Continue reading “On loan from the universe…”
My own part in things…
It was probably the third or fourth call from him in the past hour. I didn’t even bother to say hello when picking up the phone. In fact, I didn’t say anything. He did. “Miss divorced fat old white female, you brought this one on yourself with your pigheadedness. You asked for everything you’re getting.Continue reading “My own part in things…”