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Reckless Daughter
Joni Mitchell is dying. I think this to myself at least once a day, as if she were my aged mother or an old aunt that I worry about from a detached, guilty distance. It's not so odd, really, if you know about my childhood. I was a kid who spent a lot of time entertaining myself. My parents were young--not bad parents, but busy and probably overly ( Read more... ) -
Scrooged
While I love a lot of holiday movies, over the years Scrooged has become my absolute favorite. I adore Bill Murray but there are so many other little things in this movie that thrill me. Everyone in the movie is so good. It's clever and makes me laugh so hard, even in the years when I am feeling bah humbuggish.
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Midwinter Battle Royale
Even though it's technically barely the beginning of winter this holiday season always feels the the middle for me. Once the New Year begins then I'm always heading off into spring at full tilt. The good thing for me about this time of year now that the kids are gone is that I use it as a time to do spring cleaning before spring gets here. Our ( Read more... ) -
Light as a Feather
Franca Sozzani has died. I am not a fashionista by any stretch of the imagination, but I always thought she was what I would like to look like as I got older--switching out my reddish hair in my head for her blonde. I was never traditionally pretty. My eyes were too small, my nose a bit too large. I was not a head turner in the way that some of my ( Read more... ) -
Resolved
I always wander back this way hoping to find the same magic that was here in the beginning. Then I immediately feel like an asshole because I realize that the magic came from people actually checking in, writing, and sharing in this place. While I held out from FB and other social media sites for a good while, shaking my fist in the air and ( Read more... ) -
Volver
I always return to this place, mostly for you. I still love it here even though it feels a bit like faded wallpaper in a deserted house. This is my secret place, where people know me best and longest ( Read more... ) -
Space
It's an odd thing to be in my fifties. I'm only into my second year of it and so far its most prominent characteristic is the bittersweet. While I am enjoying so much and learning to be open to the universe more than I ever have been, I can also see the beginning of a lifetime of loss that I will also have to endure. I suppose I am still so blue ( Read more... ) -
Grace
I can't bring myself to post anything about this on Facebook. The thought of a bunch of platitudes and thumbs up there would be unbearable--not because people wouldn't mean well, but there are so many people there who don't know what this little cat meant to me. Some of you do. Some of you remember this tiny kitten when she could fit in my hand, ( Read more... ) -
One
The one person I can trust? I'm lucky to have more than one. I can, of course, trust my husband. He is my biggest fan, he always has my back, and he always gives me insight that I can trust. I also trust my soul sister in the same way. She is someone that I can call on without hesitation, whose advice I can count on, and who always has my best ( Read more... )
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