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Trifecta
It seems like I've always had cold fingers and toes, but when I was a little girl, I loved the winter and snow. The season meant family gatherings, good food, and no school. Snowball fights, snow forts, and angels were my favorite past times. Even the years in Kansas City with their biting winters didn't seem to trouble me back then.
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Another year older
There were so many things to be grateful for this year on my birthday.
The rose bush that my mother planted before her death, that has seen several catastrophes and was replanted to my back yard, started blooming over the weekend.
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We're all seniors here
Jaeger and Eartha went in for their checkups yesterday. They will be 14 (72) and 11 (60) respectively this year and it's been four years since their last visit. They started a new food regimen (Hill's Prescription Diet c/d Multicare Stress Urinary Care) around that time and both have lost around a pound since then but the vet didn't seem too ( Read more... ) -
Happy Birthday Ricardo
Today would have been your 63rd birthday!
You've been gone 3 years now and I see so much of you in our son. You are where he gets his grace. We know I have little to none on a good day. He also comes by his avoidance and frustration pretty honestly. We created a wonderful human and I am grateful every day for starting that job at McDonald's on the ( Read more... ) -
Monday morning omen
Less than an hour after arriving at work I heard a loud thud and saw a blur at my front door. I feared the worst and headed outside to have them confirmed. A robin had flown into our glass and lay gasping for breath. I alerted my coworker to see if she knew what we should do. Upon returning to the front door, the robin was still and my heart fell. ( Read more... ) -
Route 66
How is it possible that it's been 22 years?
Some mornings, it takes a minute to remember that you aren't here. Strange, since dreams rarely stay with me upon waking. Maybe we're reliving past memories or creating new ones in my dreams and the feeling lingers in the ether as my eyes begin to focus and my ears hone in on the hungry chirps outside my ( Read more... ) -
To create or not to create...
Over the weekend while visiting a holiday art market, one of my artist friends asked what I was working on. "Making a living," I replied and received the strangest look in return. That look has me questioning my whole, entire reality ( Read more... ) -
Springing into Cinco de Mayo like . . .
I was on my weekly C.U.N.T (see you next Tuesday) zoom call when I realized that my 54th birthday is less than two weeks away. Last year I threw a party to celebrate the day and my birthday present to myself by Bryan Christopher Moss.
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In lieu of working on my final
I saw Los Lobos and The Mavericks about a month ago and it was an amazing night of music and dancing. I started a post/poem in my head that night and although I've forgotten most of it, I feel the need to put down what I do remember before it's also gone ( Read more... ) -
We are connected
I went out for poetry tonight because the feature was someone who inspired me over a decade ago. It was easy to fall back into the rhythm of the night, even after such a long absence. Every familiar face that walked through the door seemed as happy to see me as I was to see them ( Read more... )