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You cannot find peace by avoiding life. --Virginia Woolf

Saturday, November 29, 2008

All I want for Christmas is...

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DJ: I've been Christmas shopping. Me: Yay! I love Christmas shopping! DJ: I need you to tell me what you want. Me: Why? DJ: Because I ha...
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Thursday, November 27, 2008

Happy Thanksgiving

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I do not love the Thanksgiving feast. I never have.  And sometimes, as the confusion inside me continues, it's difficult to remember tha...
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Wednesday, November 26, 2008

But who from thy self-chain shall set thee free?

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Yesterday I ate.  Last night I slept. This morning I awoke with a new lease on life.  I watched the sun rise, then I got dressed and ran. It...
Monday, November 24, 2008

The Difference a Day Makes

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I had lunch with Lydia today. She's aware of some stress in my life that I haven't discussed here. She told me she's concerned I...
Sunday, November 23, 2008

Today at church...

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My bishop asked to talk with me. He wanted to check up--make sure I was okay. I asked him to release me from my current calling. With Darrin...
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Saturday, November 22, 2008

What I'm thinking about before I opt for another half hour of sleep over my morning run:

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I would like to say that I went to therapy yesterday and emerged "all better." Of course, I didn't, but sometimes I'm unre...
Thursday, November 20, 2008

Dear Very Nice University Student Man,

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Please notice my abundant wrinkles, obviously dyed hair, false teeth, and cane. This should be a clue to you that I am old enough to be your...
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Perceptions

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Tomorrow I see my One True Love...and I'm expecting Therapist to perform miracles...or at least laugh with me as I express things pathet...

Today's Schedule

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5:30 a.m. - Darrin gets in the shower. Samantha rolls over and tries to score a half hour of sleep without the snoring serenade. 5:45 a.m. -...
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Tuesday, November 18, 2008

November's Story: Learning to Fly

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Lianna sat in the soft mud lining the lake shore. She gazed solemnly at the placid surface, then sprang forward, peering at her reflection i...
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Writing

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I've always loved to write. It isn't a passion and I don't ever delude myself that I'm  a Writer. But it's fun, I enjoy ...
Monday, November 17, 2008

Today I am ranting

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I woke up aggravated this morning...and tearful, which only makes everything more aggravating. I went to dinner with an old friend last week...
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Tired

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...of uncertainty. ...of nationwide nastiness and excuses and hurt. ...of impassioned pleas broadcast on television which manage to slam and...
Saturday, November 15, 2008

Experiments that are just bad ideas...

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Me ( speaking this morning at a gathering with my children ): Okay. Your dad's upstairs snaking out your toilet which has been plugged n...
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Friday, November 14, 2008

Looking at things

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This time last year I felt trapped. I had made some discoveries about my relationship with my mother that left me frustrated and unhappy. I ...
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Thursday, November 13, 2008

Thinking About Love and Inappropriate Laughter

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If I had to describe myself in one sentence, it would be this: I love to laugh. I always have. My mother described me as "giggly and wi...
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Thursday, November 6, 2008

And now that the votes are in...

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Friend : Do any of these rumors that the Church tells people in California to support their anti-gay marriage referendum bother you at all? ...
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Monday, November 3, 2008

At a loss for words

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I've been blogging every day for nearly three years now. Occasionally I've taken breaks for a few days, usually no more than two or ...
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Friday, October 31, 2008

Last Sunday

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I'm on my way to the bathroom as Tabitha hurls herself into the house screaming, "Mom! I'm bleeding! You have to come look!...
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