November 30th has arrived and that means three things: November will be over very soon. College Applications for UC’s are due at midnight. It’s the last day of NaBloPoMo (National Blog Post Month) In reverse order: NaBloPoMo. What a month. I could not have predicted just how much I would love and hate the fact […]
The Passage of Time
Tonight as the night began to draw her curtain against the sun I couldn’t help but think how fast the years have slipped past. Sometimes I want to set the hour glass on its side–pause–keep the moment before me in that frame as it is, not let it end. Tonight at Kodiak’s soccer game was […]
Baking and Memory
Crouched down I retrieved the binder which is beyond bursting with recipes—some clipped from newspaper, some from magazines, while others were passed on. I knew what I was looking for when I flipped the tab marked “breads” to the side. Her long-hand penmanship came into view; involuntarily I sat on the cold tile beneath the […]
A Look at Healing
I want to live where soul meets body and let the sun wrap its arms around me, and bathe my skin in water cool and cleansing, and feel what it’s like to be new.—Death Cab for Cutie Though it has been said that time heals all wounds, that has not been my experience. However accepting […]
Music that Leads to Emotional Lockdown: Twisted Mix-Tape Tuesday
Super thrilled to take on another week of Jen Kehl’s, Twisted Mix Tape. This week the theme is: This Song Could Have Sent Me to Jail. Want to join the fun? Great! Create your own and join the Twisted Mix Tape Link-up here. Well the way I see it “JAIL” is a relatively loose […]
Nature’s Bounty
The Promise of a New Day. The way the air smells after the rain. . Nature’s dance: Murmuration.
Reframing Memory: Thoughts on being a Granparent
It was a rainy autumn day—leaves stuck to the road, windshield wipers kept time to the soft fluttering beat of my heart. What had been a conversation between my mother and me had ended. After the words hung between us as if strung out on a clothesline. “Do not ever expect me to be the […]
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