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The journey to this moment has been long and hard and chaotic and sometimes frightening. So, now that I am here, I am paralyzed. This is certainly not the first time that I have fought my way through all sorts of trauma to find myself safe on the other side and stuck. Just stuck. It
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“There are low points. There are going to be low points. And if you can take me at the high points, then you also need to take me at the low points. That’s what I have to say.” My daughter uttered these words with passion and much arm movement a few moments ago. She was
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I feel like shit. I could probably end there, and just let that be my post for the day. But I keep putting “write” on the schedule that I don’t follow. I’d kind of like to cross that off my list. So, I feel like shit. And that isn’t a new thing at all. Which
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There is this common statement among those who choose a Christian religious base for their belief system. I hear it often. I hate it more every time it is said. “God won’t give you more than you can handle.” I call bullshit. I am dealing with more than I can handle. I’ve been dealing
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I’ve watched this progression happening inside my home over the past month or so. The container garden in my sun porch at some point brought little flying bugs into the environment. Whether they came from the soil or from the great outdoors is unclear, but they arrived, nonetheless. And I have tried several remedies that
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My house smells like dirt. It is fabulous. Last night a dear friend came over and we planted veggies and herbs in pots that will live in my front room/office/art studio. (Yes, it is getting crowded up in here.) At least I hope they will live! I’ve already got a great rosemary plant, a struggling
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