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living in small & sticky spaces
I’m not a compulsive list-maker by any stretch, but sometimes, if I have a new pad of paper, a new ink cartridge in the fountain pen I use maybe three times a year, and nothing else to do (in other words, my Wireless connection is acting up) I’ll start a list such as that begun on June 24, 2012. Entitled,…
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ronald reagan’s love medicine . . . happy valentine’s day
Many relationships in my life I conduct almost entirely by telephone, including those with the people dearest to me. With too much ocean or freeway stretching between our houses, it is easier to continue our conversations from the comfort of our own homes. Always, there is something to talk about even when there is nothing to talk about. Before Skype,…
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live your ‘wild & precious life’
My daughter will not read my blog. Not yet. Very young and wise, she tells me that because we are here for but the briefest sojourn, her plan is to save my random musings. When I am gone, she will open the jar. Her beautiful strategy to counter the missing of people likely to go before her, reminds me of the…
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dealing with deleting “cancer”
It is a confession of sorts. I do not want to write about being diagnosed with cancer, living with cancer, or expecting to die from cancer. In the beginning, cancer hung from every sentence, anchoring me down to an unfamiliar place, where one could easily get lost, were it not for the kindness of strangers. Like Rhonda, not a stranger…
