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just… breathe.
What’s so much better? I am. Not sure if you recall my previous post about my withdrawal efforts, but I’m getting there. Pharmaceuticals are a bitch, and I’m staying away from the damn things from now...
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I killed my cat, and other stories: Box 761 Death Edition.
Okay. I’m using that title to shock you. Doesn’t mean I didn’t do it, but the preferred term is “euthanize“. Sounds much nicer, right? Bo was my cat, but before he was mine he was my mother’s. He was a...
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Every blade in the field, every leaf in the forest, lays down its life in its...
On 04 February 2012 I wrote as my status line on Facebook “RIP Lionel Gerard Langevin 1932-2012 Beloved father, husband, uncle. Irascible old coot, poet, charmer. We love you, Dad.” It’s a sign of the...
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She only likes me for my body….
That was a search term that got someone to my humble corner of the internet yesterday. It’s more interesting than “cranberry oatcakes” but I’m befuddled over how this search term sent someome to me. It...
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Decade
I remember, vividly, the day I turned ten. My big present that year – the one I really remember – was that I was finally allowed to cut my hair a bit. Every day was a struggle with my mother … Continue...
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364 Days…
It has been 364 days since my father died. 364 days is a long time, and it has been a busy year – a year of loss and healing and working and (re)building. It has been a good year. In … Continue...
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Their tops are made out of rubber/Their bottoms are made out of springs!
There’s a phrase that has been running though my mind lately: count your blessings. I’ve been feeling as if I turned a corner a while back; I no longer seem to feel like a delicate little flower, or...
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The other day I told someone that “I am a weaver”. Then I giggled.
This past summer Mr. 761 and I went to Ireland for two weeks. It was everything you would imagine a two-week trek in a beautiful country with the person you love can be – relaxing and gorgeous and...
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Happy Birthday, Sistah!
A while back (in 2010, though it hardly seems possible that much time has passed) I wrote a post about sisters. It was about my daughters as sisters, my nieces as sisters, and about me and my sister....
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This joy makes me thankful. These thanks make me joyful.
Happy New Year, all. I like to look back at the previous year and see what I can see. I like looking at the full arc of that year’s story, somehow. Last year was a good year for me. I’m learning to...
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