I read a piece by Ann Lamott yesterday telling me something I already knew. If I’d just commit to writing for 30 minutes a day, in a year I’d have something. Of course, “something” is going to depend on the person who has to read it, but at least it would be something to work [...]
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Windy summer days are gifts, their bursts of cool air a welcome relief to my perpetually damp middle-aged skin. I stand on the side of the house where the gusts are strongest and raise my arms a bit, allowing it to wash over me in much the same way water does as I swim. It’s soothing. [...]
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I’ve spent some time going back through what I’d written at this time last year. In much the same way that I can go through photos, which always tell a different story than words, it helped me understand more than ever, two things. Some things never change. The sun will always rise in the morning [...]
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Sometimes at night I wake and am not exactly sure how long I’ve been so, my eyes open and staring at patterns the too bright light across the street makes on our bedroom ceiling. It’s so quiet, even with the windows still open to let the cool Fall night air in. Everything is still. I [...]
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I pour cold creamer into my second cup of coffee and set it in the microwave to heat, pushing in my usual 45 seconds. The beeps seem loud in the early morning quiet and I wonder if my neighbor can hear them through the windows that will stay open well into the fall. Next Door [...]
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You thought you were rid of me didn’t you? At least it appears that you may have been considering I’ve not written since…I can’t even remember. I’ve been in food land. Go figure that after being involved in my cyber baking group for more than a year now, I had hosting responsibilities this past month. [...]
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