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New arrival
A new day. Like any other, except for those that come before and after. A slight change, by degree if not design, suddenly the world is changed, richer? One more creation in the world, it will ascend to a place on my shelf, In my heart, Maybe touch another on its way? My paperback newborn
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Living the dream
Excitement bubbled under the surface all day. Knowing that tomorrow I’ve achieved something I never thought I would has given me such an incredible feeling, it was all I could do not to succumb to a state of anxiety and joy and just sit in a corner and wait. I continued with my everyday life…
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The cold
Oh man. Rhinovirus is not just a funny sounding disease. At least, I assume that’s what I have right now, based on the exceptional quality of the congestion and scratchy throat that I’m experiencing. Luckily, it was a light day. My six year old diminutive doppelgänger had her follow up with the ENT, and managed…
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Driven
What do you believe in? What would you fight for, die for, give everything you have for? Is it a person, place or thing, do they love you back the same? Do you wake up every day, eager to carry on? Or do you struggle to continue, telling yourself, “Just one more day” Does your…
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To give thanks
Fall and thanksgiving are irrevocably connected to me. Today, I fulfilled a long held need that I didn’t have just a few years ago. It’s been building this year though, a sense of nostalgia and separation, feeling sometimes as though I am leading my life on a superficial plane, Working, sleeping, going through the motions, …
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A food lovers prayer
The holidays are hard on a waist, this much is true. Get enough people together, Food is the glue My stomach stretched and overfull, my mouth with an elastic ability, to eat past common sense, past the point of debility As each holiday comes and goes, I warn myself thus; Don’t eat that much again,…
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Thanksgiving
This weekend is one of remembrance and family for me. For many people in North America and around the world, it also leads into the holiday season in the Christian world. As the leaves turn shades of gold and russet, the weather chills and the smell of decaying leaves and dirt surrounds me. I picked the…
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The real me
I’ve never been accused of being fashionable. My hair has always been too unruly, my taste in clothing a little too comfortable. I like eating, a little too much for a perfect figure, And laugh way too loud at my own jokes. I cry at commercials and blush at the drop of a hat. I…
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Internal motivation
What drives you? Where does your interest lie? Could you work all day? Or would it make you cry? What makes you get up and out of bed? Is it the lure of the dollar, or a desperate need for bread? Is each day a struggle to fulfill a basic need? Or is it a…