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Prudence
I wonder if life would have been different if I hadn’t been in the middle. growing up, worrying about being on time, getting everything done on time. feeling guilty if I didn’t do what I was supposed to. Being responsible. sensible prudent I was always dependable. The designated driver, the worker who would pick up…
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Early morning Pause
I sit, bleary eyes half closed. Trying to figure out my coffee maker which is set to magically go off at 4:30, so that the smell of the delicious beans will entice me to wake up instead of hit my snooze button repeatedly. I succeed and try not to trip over the dog who has…
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Daily Prompt: Later
Note to self- all we have is this moment hold your loved ones tight there is no later smell the babies head, kiss the toddler, hug the teen moments are fast then gone. Be present in this moment via Daily Prompt: Later
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Nanowrimo
The first time I heard about this alien thing of nanowrimo was in a writers magazine the year my youngest was born. He wasn’t quite nine months, and I remember that I was starting to feel restless inside, the way I always did when the kids came up to the one year mark. Its like…
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Passport
The First breath is wet, stunned. A moment between warm and cocooned, to harsh, white and cold. I’ve been there, a traveller in other lands, gifted with moments only moments where I can visit another land. I can’t live there, it’s not my place now. I pass the new life to grateful arms, always overwhelmed…
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My Love
I had a glimpse twenty years ago, And it felt so real that the tears rolled down my cheeks the morning after. The dream had been a moment of realism, Of love so wide that I had known in that instant that somewhere was a person Just for me. I never saw his face, but…
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The death of a fighter
Two deep gasping breaths, then stopped as I entered the room. The woman sitting by his bedside turned to me and with anguish said, “There, he just stopped. He just took his last breath.” The grandfather wall clock rang out 1030 all in sequence and I felt his soul rush by my left ear as…
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Memory work
I often wonder what is happening inside the head of the person sitting across from me at work. What synapses are firing, what chemicals are coursing through dendrites, sparking changes along the route. I remember learning about the process vaguely, in the old familiar yet forgotten way that applies to theorems in math class in grade…
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Declutter
Spring is here in the air and the pussywillows we see every day on the way to my child’s school. The wind has been up intermittently, and each time it takes my breath or throws grit in my eyes it reminds me it’s time for change. Spring is the time of year when natures brushes…
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Butterflies
They tickle somewhere up near my throat, swarming in what I’m sure must be a beautiful pattern of drawn out o’s. I feel my stomach lurch, not enjoying the tickle of the wings as they brush by my heart, sending adrenaline coursing through. I take several long and slow breaths, trying to count to ten.…