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Meadow Season

Written early Sunday morning at Starbucks “Grief has its own agenda.” I read this last year. Cursed and then typed it into my smartphone’s ColorNotes app. It has rung instructively true this year in this long walk through escape and … Continue reading

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Lazy

I’ve been unemployed, not lazy. Early this morning, my best pal asked me about the job hunt. To say that my response was “prickly” is a kindness. Since August 1, less than an hour after I was “restructured,” I’ve been … Continue reading

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I never saw it coming

  Life is strange. Isn’t it? We work and plan Some scheme We grow and diminish Grow further still. So many unknowns We must stay light on our feet Agile Ready to volley and pitch Angle left Shoot from the … Continue reading

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Got a minute?

Got a minute? If I read my newspapers accurately and listen to the stories of the people who have stepped into my life, I’d guess that you are either sitting near someone who is carrying a helluva load, or that person is … Continue reading

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Whistling in the dark

Job hunting is – at its best – a voyage of discovery. At its worst, it is terrifying and overwhelming. I’ve been fortunate to have family and friends (framily) who cheer me on and take me seriously when I ask for … Continue reading

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It takes a while for dreams to die

  I had another midnight visitor Friday, Sir Bats A Lot II. After much careful containment and completely stripping my room and closets – Saturday afternoon I discovered him huddled in the last place I looked…behind the Lego tub at … Continue reading

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A question for you

Can you help me with something? It’s a question needing answered. A small question, that’s a big deal. Why do you believe? I ask this with the heart of a fellow sojourner who mourns the loss of a life of … Continue reading

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