Below you will find (1.) a present-winning game, (2.) a list-making game, and (3.) their friendly intersection ( Read more... )

It seems odd to start off with Hey or Hello - such weak and innocuous syllables - after what must have felt like a disappearance to anyone not in contact with me. (Which, due to circumstances, was almost everyone not in my [blood] family.) I have an in-depth entry written - sketched out, more like - about where and how I've been, the important ( Read more... )

Edit, Edit, EDIT TO ADD TO PAST ENTRY:
Ack. In my last post, I rambled along the course of a really broad-ranging survey, and I talked about a few things I haven't yet discussed with many people. Thus, somehow in the discussion of the miscarriage that I experienced a bit over 18 months ago, I managed to type that I was vehemently pro-life. But ( Read more... )

It's been weeks since I've written here - so before it becomes a full month, I thought I'd do something out of character for this journal, and post a survey. (What can I say? All the crazy kids are doing it these days.) This one's actually pretty interesting; I copy/pasted it from a certain tiger's journal, and I'd love if anyone wants to post ( Read more... )

Earlier tonight, a friend told me that the way I live my life moves her - that she knows every moment I'm given and every word I speak matters to me. She spoke point-blank, as if stating a fact, so I'm not sure if she realized just how deeply the compliment rang through my body ( Read more... )

She writes that she is giddy, and that ( Read more... )

On New Years Day, one of the most gorgeous bouquet of flowers that I’ve ever received snuck its way onto my doorstep ( Read more... )

entry: ci·ca·trix
function: noun
1 : a scar resulting from formation and contraction of fibrous tissue in a wound.
2 : a mark resembling a scar especially when caused by the previous attachment of an organ or part (as a leaf.)

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the creeping tissue of my scars ( Read more... )

I've written three or four journal entries in the past few days, but I've had things going on from so many angles -- a multi-tiered rollercoaster of head and heart -- that I've been waiting to post something public ( Read more... )

For awhile now, as for lots of folks, the holidays have been a tricky time for me. Thanksgiving (a reminder that I have no true family on my father's side) leads into my birthday leads into Christmas leads into New Years. Now, increasingly, illness complicates this equation ( Read more... )