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And another thing

It’s akin to psychoanalysis when you begin to look at the accoutrements of a life. I said to a friend the other day, “But who am I without three dozen appetizer plates in varying designs?” I was only half joking.

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This is a life

I listen. And I hear the heavy footfalls of a far lighter boy tromping from bed to shower. Soon, I will feel his bear hug and return it, breathing in the ebb of boyish musk and the waxing scent of Right Guard deodorant. I count the steps from coffeemaker to front porch, hearing the squeak…

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The houses that find us

There are people who find their houses and then there are houses that find their people. I live in the latter. My house has what realtors like to call “charm.” That means it comes with some dents and dings but has character. I think I’m the same way, so my house and I—we fit each…

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Christmas coffee, 2020 style

I started my day texting some friends who have kept me company during this COVID-19 quarantine. Virtual company, of course. Before we dig into a long overdue Christmas (or Hanukkah, or Kwanzaa or whatever you’re celebrating), take a peek at the SNL video I sent. It’s good for a laugh or two. I’ll wait. Good…

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Pirate Mom

I wasn’t raised to swashbuckle. When I birthed two boys, it did not take long for me to realize I was going to have to learn how to do so. As they dove off of staircases, thinking they could fly like Buzz Lightyear; received concussions trying to clamber out of their crib; and split chins…

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The last perfect day

Hello, you. Thanks for stopping by. I have 11,000+ followers for this blog now. It wasn’t always this way. When I first began it, I was lucky if half a dozen people were reading–and that’s likely counting family members.  So I feel like I can republish a post from my early days that has new…

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The time between breaths

“I feel like I took a deep breath in 10 years ago and I’m only just now exhaling.”

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