In most years I view today as nonsensical and meaningless. We don’t celebrate new months…
Tag: love
As we approach the end of the year we are again reminded about goals an…
Once more I find myself here on a morning. When you decide to write every…
Last night we went to a Christmas party. The crowd was different than the one…
I just put the checks in the mail and yet I keep checking my online…
Children of a certain age have so much energy it is impossible to contain. These…
I have always felt time different than others. It is more pressing, more urgent. The…
Another morning and another time when I don’t know what to write about. Gratitude is…
It has been a long time since I have received a random e-mail asking me…
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