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WTF Wednesday 28: Celebrating Shawn MacDonell
My friend Shawn is energetic, creative, playful and hugely generous. He’s communicative and welcoming. He’s capable and kind. Tech and business savvy aside, Shawn sports an air of ease and...
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Fond Musings: My Mother
Although we’ve been estranged for eight years, and counting, memories of my mother float through most of my days. The strangest things trigger them: household items she made or gave us; expressions,...
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Fond Musings: My Father
My WTF Wednesday series got me thinking about the good that lingers beyond my various curtailed relationships. This post is a resulting glimpse. My father has always been a doer, skillfully designing,...
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Sis…ter… no… not ringing any bells…
My sister would have turned 47 today. If her spine had formed in utero. If she’d lived. I wonder, quite often, about that offshoot. Where it might have led if any of a million factors had diverged...
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Yeah, I’m plenty fun.
I’ve been working towards lightness, these past few years. Frivolity. Risk taking. Caring less. Play. And what I’ve learned is I’m not fun. I’m absolutely crazily incurably unFun. For instance… I so...
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Illusions, Dad. You don’t have time for my illusions.
I pushed past my silly doodling worries last week. And it’s kind of cool how it came about. I had fallen in love with The Energy Cure, by William Bengston, and decided to give Bengston’s...
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On the other side of happy
Mark, Lucy, Bayla and I spent three days, this weekend, with my brother and sister. It was a five year reunion. We had a blast. We clicked back together in an instant. Chatted excitedly. Shared...
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We Have the Technology
Mark, gadgets and my tolerant friends are helping me rewire my brain. A lot has changed for me in the past five years: my cushy bon-bon-eating lifestyle; my breezy, easy-peasy pace; reduced...
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Her?
I was reminded again today of what a teeny, stilted sliver of me most people see. The scared, self-conscious, socially-unskilled me that’s seen as trifling or snobbish. The blatantly baffled and...
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It’s as plain as the Ann on egg’s face.
THE LITTLE ELF — By John K. Bangs I met a little Elfman once, Down where the lilies blow. I asked him why he was so small, And why he didn’t grow. He slightly frowned, and with his eye He looked me...
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