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The dotted line

January 18, 2019.Momentos.#grief

I was beginning to feel settled in my search for a new home, resigned to the fact it would take us a while to find something that met my criteria, and then it happened – we found it.  In retrospect the hunt was a whirlwind, a frenzy – we are only in the third week […]

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What’s for dinner?

January 15, 2019.On the Lighter Side.#goals

It’s 4:30 in the afternoon and I’ve joined the ranks of my dogs – we are all counting the minutes to supper time. They are ravenous, I’m just bored – I’d like to chow down on a handful of pretzels and a chunk of cheese – but not today.  I’ve recently jumped on a get […]

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Downsizing

January 10, 2019.Momentos.#grief

The house hunting adventure I’ve embarked upon this month has stirred up some unfamiliar emotions and shed light on thoughts I didn’t know I was thinking – I feel like I’m mid-section into a learning curve again.   I came into this adventure reluctantly, uncertain – I didn’t know what the hell I was shopping […]

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2019

January 5, 2019.Momentos.#grief recovery widowhood memories

2019 was announced with a bang last Monday night , my neighbors set off a volley of fireworks at the stroke of midnight to mark its arrival. Inside my house a Chesapeake Bay Retriever leapt onto the couch and hid his face in my armpit – he obviously feeling as confident about the upcoming year […]

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Surviving Christmas

December 31, 2018.Momentos.#Christmas

Christmas arrived right on schedule despite the fact I’d had my foot on the brakes for weeks. It slipped into the house like an obligation and has fled almost as quickly. We set it up, put it out, ate it up and then got the hell out of Dodge.  It’s done and I’m glad. We […]

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Coughs, Candles and the Christmas Cold

December 22, 2018.Momentos.#Christmas

The first gift of Christmas arrived a couple of days ago. Sometime between midnight and four a.m.  a cold germ snuck up the stairs and tackled me while I slept.  I feel like I’ve been hit by a bus and my voice sounds like a rusty gravel truck. Merry Christmas! I’m feeling sorry for myself […]

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I believe….

December 19, 2018.Momentos.#Christmas

I am not a radical thinker.  Hell, I’m not even an original thinker.  I like to think of myself as a collective thinker.  I gather notions and stories and ponder them. I sift through opinions and sort values and arrange them into a pattern that suits me.  I keep the good stuff and discard judgment.  […]

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The face of devotion

December 16, 2018.Paw Prints.#Chester

I only need to look at my big brown dog and think ‘I love you’ and he wags his tail. If the notion of going for a walk crosses my mind he looses his. Chester and I have a connection that goes beyond words.  I inherited this brown dog and although we have a strong […]

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Going Through the Motions

December 12, 2018.Writing From The Wound.#Christmas

I’m trying to pull the spirit of Christmas out of myself and out of the boxes scattered on the playroom floor – everything feels dusty and I am out of practice. I am resisting the season even as carols play and colorful lights dot the landscape.  I admit the Christmas spirit within me started to […]

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A Sentimental Moment

December 9, 2018.Momentos.#birthdays

If I could put the brakes on time I would. I’d stop the clock and hang around for a while longer in this day or yesterday or a year ago. I’d look a little closer at the details, the tiny things that make life sparkle, the glitter. I’d study the stuff that drifts in and […]

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