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44 years later, love.

Man, oh, man:  his blue velvet dinner jacket, my pink dotted-swiss, my tightly clasped hands, we were such innocents on Continue reading →

A sister’s anguish-still.

I found my brother’s body.  And then I wrote his Death Notice for our local newspaper. I said, in the Continue reading →

The Heartbeat of a Day

May 31st marks one year. Twelve months since I posted my last Quickbooks transaction. Gave my last employee review. Attended Continue reading →

Get ready, set…Fail!

I love me some comfort: the sensibility of routine, my favorite worn-in sheets, the predictability of the sunset and the Continue reading →

Intensity. Immersion. Whoa.

  Ever wake up and wonder how you got yourself into this situation?! You know you brought it on yourself, Continue reading →

Waiting Mode

You know that feeling when you’re waiting for it to begin? Waiting for the holiday, or waiting for an arrival Continue reading →

Gratitude and the Holidays-bah!humbug! be gone…

Christmas! The “holidays!” New (and better!) Year!  There’s a forced cheeriness about this time of year that has always inspired Continue reading →

California Writing…Surfing to Nirvana, Baby!

It’s official, my car is a Californian!  Am I? I haven’t wanted to jinx it by actually putting it out Continue reading →

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