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Pause

Pause At the intersection of what-the-hell-happened and why-the-hell-did-it happen to me I step off the gas for just a moment but there are no answers on the map of my life. Speeding through the mean streets, I’m pursued by the … Continue reading

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Blue skies blue days

Today is one of those blue days. The sky is magnificently blue and the garden green dotted with rich pink Bella Donnas yearning upwards. I hate when I feel blue and murky on these gorgeous days. The incongruity leaves me … Continue reading

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Let It Go Part 2

I have been told that we can’t be defined by one experience. Though I am more than the sum of my parts, am I not the total of my experiences? Despite the challenge of moving beyond some difficult memories, I … Continue reading

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Grief can’t be tied up with string

One of the songs my daughter and I used to sing was “My Favorite Things.” The fanciful notion of roses, kitten whiskers and packages helping us through the tough spots in life has always appealed to both of us. Funny … Continue reading

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Life is good, until it isn’t

My daughter was attacked.  Assaulted.  Sexually assaulted.  It’s so hard to say the word: Raped.  Saying it somehow makes it feel more tangible, as if the film in my head begins by just saying raped. The event feels so close … Continue reading

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Spongy and tough

Does it stand to reason that between the rock and the hard spot would be spongy or tough? Before I tell you about this quirky place with loved ones—one with Asperger’s Syndrome and the other with BPD—and what they continue … Continue reading

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Living with quirky people

Living with quirky people Not that I was any good, but I used to play racquetball, mostly hitting the balls against the walls for their therapeutic release of anger. My arms and legs and middle felt more carved than curved … Continue reading

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