Storylife
When I was a child and frightened at night or couldn’t fall asleep, I made up stories. I still do.
When I was a child and frightened at night or couldn’t fall asleep, I made up stories. I still do.
I cannot know what this time, this circumstance, a loss, a gain is going to mean to the entirety of my life. Why do I waste so much time resisting my circumstances instead of looking with eyes that see neither negative or positive but just go ahead and live each moment as though it is…
“Reading things that are relevant to the facts of your life is of limited value. The facts are, after all only the facts, and the yearning passionate part of you will not be met there.” — Jeanette Winterson, “Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal?” Last week, some friends and I went to see the…
I’ve been trying to get my act together enough to write a blog post for a week now, which is about how long it’s been since I entered another sick-and-tired cycle. I can barely put two thoughts together. When I don’t feel well, it’s frequently because of something I’ve eaten or something else that has triggered…
I apologize if gardening isn’t your thing but I feel compelled to start off by giving a salad table update as the greens have taken off and can’t we all use a touch of green at this time of year? Indoors, the lettuces and kale don’t have the problem of getting leggy due to lack…
Summer… Has finally begun A little bit late in coming But I can feel it moving Under my feet Like a gliding walkway Oh, how I prefer The steady floor Where I decide The speed to go Time… Take a closer look Or don’t look at all Close your eyes Feel it Settle yourself Because…
I passed my X at work today. It struck me how awkward I felt just saying hello. How can you be with someone for over 10 years and feel so clumsy just saying hello? You know how it is when you get in a fight with your best friend and you stop speaking and it…
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Maery Rose….I love your story!