Remembering Well A Love Lost

Apr 14, 2013 by

“Take from me all that You please for all I have You have graciously given.  Strength and health my gifts and wealth all  Yours to spend for as long as I’m living.” Nicole Walters, Yours to Spend The evening was nothing but pleasant.  It was only seldom that Ryan got to extract himself from the rigors of college football to come home and share a meal, talk, and just be.  As usual, when he twisted the door open, our dog Jack was the first to meet him, wagging so hard he could hardly keep his balance on his four legs.   Over dinner, we talked about how practices were going, what was going on with his team mates and about his high school sweetheart Tara, or That Girl as we call her.  He regaled us...

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Worth the Risk

Mar 5, 2013 by

I went snorkeling yesterday. Even though I was afraid, I went any way. I’m glad I did. The world just beneath the surface is a fascinating, beautiful one, full of color, life, and mystery. Snorkeling frightens me just a bit. So does horseback riding. It’s a strange relationship that I have with these two activities that I love to do, but am scared as I do them. They make me feel so out of control, so surrendered to the wildness of life, nature, animals.  Perhaps that’s the appeal. Yesterday, I saw clown fish, an eel, angelfish, some black and white polka dotty thing, a kole (I think), a bright yellow fish, a couple of fish who swam together and who, I swear, glowed orange just a little, and a deep, vast, murky sea, the...

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Which Side Way Up? A Lesson in Perspective...

Feb 3, 2013 by

I live downtown. In my neighborhood it is far more common to hear the sound of sirens, late night (or early morning, depending upon your perspective) drunken yelling, or the ratta tat tat of construction than it is the call of a seagull or the chirping of a robin. You can imagine my surprise then as I stood below a winter-bare tree and heard the serenade of small birds over head.  I looked up to find a handful of birdies hopping from one barren branch to another, and doing things I don’t think I’ve ever seen birds do. In their rummaging the leafless and seemingly lifeless tree for whatever goods it might have, they hung themselves upside down, defying gravity with the tight grip of their tiny feet as they investigated every nook, cranny,...

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Lessons Learned On My Back

Jan 26, 2013 by

First, get your minds out of the gutter people. Okay? M’kay … On Sunday, January 6th, I stood up from my couch and was promptly pulled backwards and down, the result of a tweaked back muscle. I had been FaceTiming with my best friend and leaning close to the computer to see her pretty face. I got up to remove some potatoes from the oven and that small gesture was the beginning of a severe back injury that continues to challenge me even as I write this post … standing up, sitting down, standing up, sitting down.  (FYI, I almost wrote ” that continues to plague me” but that sounded too defeatist for an optimistic girl like me.) From that small moment, a trip to the ER was born.  Speaking of “born”, not even...

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