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Friday, November 17, 2017

The other side of the stars

As I have often mentioned, my first memory is of my older sister sitting on the back steps of our home, with me on her lap, telling me I had a baby sister. I have only very faint memories of that house beside that one memory. I can remember the back hallway and the staircase going up to the bedrooms....

Monday, November 13, 2017

Wood Fire

  Pungent smoke hangs heavy, caught tight inside the bitter cold. Wood burned red hot, loses its blistered heat. Sweet thoughts of times gone by, are held inside the fragrant scent of burning pine. Suspended in the ringlets, locked frozen in the winter harshness, crackling logs bring...

Friday, October 27, 2017

3am thoughts

Eep: With every sun comes a new day. A new beginning. A hope that things will be better today than they were yesterday. But not for me. The CroodsI have seen the pain and frustration that plays out from having unmet expectations, not just in marriage, but in all relationships....

Sunday, July 23, 2017

Nautilus -- Newport Beach

One year ago:https://newportlanding.com/whale.htmI have always been a person that gets wrapped up in dates. Especially sad ones. With the 20th anniversary of my sister's death in July, I asked my husband to plan something special, so we would have an adventure to look forward to.  I even told...