Happiness. It's relative.
Let’s see. I wrapped up a project this week that involved working with a person who was the ‘other woman’ in a volatile relationship I had thirty-five years ago. I knew about her and she knew about me but I don’t know if she… Continue Reading “The Week That Was”
Writer’s block would be justified in these times when I am staying inside or in my yard like an obedient child except for two walks, one in the morning and one in the afternoon, the space between filled by more deaths, people who took… Continue Reading “Stacked”
Let’s see. I wrapped up a project this week that involved working with a person who was the ‘other woman’ in a volatile relationship I had thirty-five years ago. I knew about her and she knew about me but I don’t know if she… Continue Reading “The Week That Was”
The Band-Aid might be huge but it doesn’t cover your whole body. There are well parts to you. If I asked you to look at the well parts of yourself and not at the Band-Aid, could you do it? Or is the Band-Aid all… Continue Reading “You’re More Than Your Wounds”
The Kindle is the crack of the timid, I’m convinced. I am so in love with the thrill of the transaction; first, seeing the beautiful book cover in vivid color, then clicking on the Buy Now button, and then having the book lined up… Continue Reading “Grow Where You’re Planted”
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