inspired to be ourselves
So, I’m coming up on 36 here pretty soon. In the blogosphere that makes me one of the older more senior bloggers. I also am on Day 12 of coming off Effexor. From what I gather, this makes me normaler than someone…say, with an addiction to peanut M&M’s. And now, having glanced at my chest […]
This was originally posted at Oh My Stinkin’ Heck in December ’07. Recently the same lesson reminded me to share it with you here. —————————————————————— Yesterday I went to Meredith’s school to watch her run in the school’s annual Turkey Trot. This is the equivalent of what we used to call Track-n-Field, but in a […]
Everyone needs a haven – a place of refuge in times of trouble, emotional or physical difficulty. I learned early on what my source of refuge was…whose wing to find shelter beneath. As a child I had a very active imagination. My parents learned early on to protect me from things that negatively stimulated my […]
I grew up the daughter of an office supplies salesman. I think it is quite possibly the best position, as far as being a daughter is concerned. My Daddy would bring home boxes upon boxes of map pencils, post-its, binders, markers, highlighters, scissors, staplers, paperclips, pens and anything else you can imagine filling a desk […]
It seems that the majority of people seem to be on one of two tracks. And forgive me if this seems like a gross generalization, perhaps I should say, it seems the majority of people I talk with seem to be on one of two tracks. There, yes, that is much better. First, there are […]
I’ve heard countless people now sharing experiences of meeting people in real life (IRL) they met online. Now, I’ve had this opportunity more than once, my first internet meeting being with Kerflop at Blogher ’06. I thought I would be nervous, but I wasn’t at all. After years of phone conversations and thousands of IMs […]
We grow them inside us, know their twists and twirls, feel their hiccups, endure their kicks and push against their deep stretches into our ribs as the womb wraps them tighter and tighter. Then labor arrives and our body muscles them out of us, one contraction at a time, until they are placed in our […]
