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I haven't written a word and the tears are already falling. How could this be? Last night, Howard and I fell into bed after a full day: a 3.5 ...
Morning's glow fills the sky behind the silhouetted trees. One lone faraway plane leaves its signature in contrails where orange meets the f...
I am not a chirpy woman. A cynic, recovering sarcasmophile, fearful, fluffy, and often inappropriate -yes. When I grow up, I want to be more like...
Most of my life, I have been haunted. Haunted by fear. Immobilized. Afraid that there is nothing I can do. Afraid of doing nothing...
This morning began at the butt-crack of pre-dawn...again. As I (most often) do when roused from snoring slumber at an "alpine start&...
A year after an injury, I walked today. It was really less about fitness and more about exercise...in mindfulness. Saturday m...
These days, I am wondering. Actually, any day I wonder. It began sometime after birth when I realized that those pink things that I kept s...
So...this is my second attempt at today's blog; the first was finished and made me cry, but I hit something in the last line and lost the whole d...
10.11.2011. You are here. Thank you. I am in pieces though not angry or bitter or freaking out. Thank you. ...
