Start With The Best Bits…

I notice them every damn day, but today is different. Holding my gaze with mournful stares, I hear plaintive cries of “When will you finish me?” Unfortunately, “I don’t know!” is the best answer I've got. In fairness, their numbers are rising so they’re gaining strength. And, I get the agony. They long to be finished and …

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Your Opinion…

So then. I’m close to finishing up a pretty good blog when I sidestep onto Facebook. “Just for a second”, I tell myself. Nasty habit. Of course, you’d never do that because you’re perfect. Me? Not so much. Whatever, I see the achy-breaky posts from friends, real and virtual, who have been in the throes …

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Gonna Shine… Time for More Change

Today, I’m multi-tasking. My focus usually stays solely on the writing at hand but currently I find myself typing while simultaneously sending out a request for assistance into the blogosphere and each fibre of my being. I trust the answer, advice, and support needed is on its way because they always are. I’m just not …

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It’s All in the Nose…

It is January 1, 2019 and my nose is bleeding. It tends to happen when the weather turns. Something to do with dry heat inside and frigid temps outside, I think. I can’t be sure since I’ve not had anyone with a pedigree examine me. No matter. My epistaxis hasn’t ever disrupted much or ruined …

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Closing In On Zen…

Ooh, epiphanies. Gotta love ‘em, especially those rare, brighter than bright ones that linger long enough for you to sink a smidgen deeper into a cosy “Ah, yes, now I see!” space. I love that they bring an assurance that all is blessedly right with my world. In those milliseconds, spaced-out and feeling groovy, I …

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If We All Lived In Glass Houses, We’d Have to Own Our Shit…

Question: When a person gets caught behaving in a way that threatens or hurts another, is it EVER okay to punish the person who does the catching? Is it ever okay for the offender to expect the offendee to make things right? My answer is “no” twice. When little girls, I encouraged my children to …

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Different Walks… Literally.

I stifled my laughter. Laughing aloud would have been misinterpreted and I’d have been loath to let anyone think I was mocking him. It wasn’t the feeble, bent-over soul getting on the bus that I would have been laughing at though. I saw The Old Man, a character Tim Conway created when part of The …

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