Tag Archives: Just life

Saying Yes

We had work to do in the morning so after lingering in bed for a bit, we rose and got to it. I had some stories to frame for a trade publication, he had calls and in between working I … Continue reading

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A ramble about going somewhere

We have a train that runs through town here and in the warmer months, when the windows are open we can hear the whistle blow and sometimes that whistle blows loud and long and other times it’s a short sharp … Continue reading

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I thought I knew you: A letter to the other side

Dear Friends and Family that are Trump Supporters: We are standing on opposite sides of a canyon and no amount of reaching across this divide helps us to touch. The walls are slippery and jagged and our heels are dug in and … Continue reading

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Awake

Dragonflies come to life by bending their abdomens and cracking the skin below their head while twisting into an impossible position. They emerge head first and upside down, spending hours waiting for their new skin to harden. Only then, if they … Continue reading

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Reaching Back and Leaning Forward

Every fall I write about the ‘yearning’ I experience in September. Here’s this year’s ramble. I sit in the backyard listening to crickets while cosmos gently sway in the wind, sometimes becoming weighed down by bees nosing the scrumptious center. … Continue reading

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Helping him die

There was a tiny perfect pin-sized droplet of blood on his leg, vivid and red, alive. He was lying in my lap, motionless. Rob reached over me with a tissue to dab his leg, where the IV had been, and … Continue reading

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Nothing Happened. Everything Happened.

“The time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.” Bertrand Russell Road tripping does good for the soul. Adventures that involve new sights and minimal deadlines and space to freely roam open my eyes and mind and provide that mind … Continue reading

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Practicing letting go

We are practicing letting go, wondering how we will say good-bye to the magical and anxious little man that follows us from room to room. We are without a map or clear directions on this journey and find ourselves a little … Continue reading

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Life Rituals

I moved to Colorado almost six years ago and since then my daughters, now young women, have visited me many times. I’ve traveled to Denver International Airport more times since I’ve lived here than my entire lifetime in Massachusetts. I … Continue reading

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Children = Hope

      I visited Ghana in June of 2013 with Routes to Africa founder, Chris Bierbrier and for me, the trip was incredibly challenging. I was in a state of cultural shock and mighty embarrassed that I was struggling. … Continue reading

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