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  • Morning review

    Sitting with my coffee I review the day before and the day ahead. I wake up at the usual time, but decide not to exercise- my cold has made my sluggish and sore.  I sit on the couch with my little love, who coughs harshly then smiles at me, happy with something a puppy on…

    April 4, 2017
  • 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…

    April 3, 2017
  • 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…

    April 2, 2017
  • 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

    April 1, 2017
  • 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…

    April 1, 2017
  • Passport

    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…

    March 31, 2017
  • 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…

    March 31, 2017
  • 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…

    March 31, 2017
  • Memory work

    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…

    March 30, 2017
  • 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…

    March 29, 2017
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