Today is the day...
- Cherokee, Buddhist, Lesbian, Mathematician, Artist, Mensa member IQ 158, Former Punk Rocker, Database Geek by trade, Grandmother.
MY RECENT POSTS
- Flotsam and Jetsam
January 08, 2014 05:59PM
- That is one
November 30, 2013 12:10PM
- Fighting for my life with the
November 21, 2013 05:00PM
- By the time I saw the rebel
flag… it was too late.
August 30, 2013 05:42PM
- I feel honored
August 28, 2013 01:19PM
MY RECENT COMMENTS
- “Most excellent. Your
writing sparkles and I agree
January 08, 2014 06:09PM
- “Growing up with a
Portuguese grandmother, I was
kale soup and kale
November 30, 2013 09:12PM
- “Lezlie, that's
heartening. What does the b12
do for u?”
November 21, 2013 06:38PM
- “I LOVE massages. I've
had them everywhere...
Sweden. Hot stone
November 21, 2013 05:30PM
- “I love this. What an
allegory. I was looking at the
rocks at the
August 30, 2013 05:53PM
- MY LINKS
It's hard for me to keep in mind that we are two separate people. It's difficult to remember that you are an individual human being with life and feelings beyond being my mother. I imagine you feel the same way about me.
When I… Read full post »
I love the world as it is waking up. I am under the pines drinking coffee and the loudest sound is the crunching and scraping of a squirrel enjoying its breakfast. The trees tops are so distant as to render the diner invisible to my eyes.
The tallest trees… Read full post »
I am currently in therapy for PTSD and my therapist has become concerned with the level of my depression. She wanted me to explore medication, but I’ve had bad experiences in the past. Also, migraines have also become chronic again, and that isn’t helping
AT ALL.… Read full post »
We arrived late to the funeral and the service was about to begin. The casket was open at the front of the room and I caught a glimpse of gray hair and glasses as we were ushered to the last remaining open pew right behind the family.
He had… Read full post »
I am honored to have squeezed her chin open and slipped the swab moistened with liquid morphine into the space between her cheek and gums.
I was thrilled to see that when I brushed my hand across her forehead and whispered my name into her ear her eyebrow lifted in… Read full post »
4 deaths this year including one of my best friends,
3 more loved ones fighting their last fight;
You’d think I would feel grateful for every breath I take.
… it isn’t working out that way for me.
Acrid thoughts slide across my raw consciousness like… Read full post »
I can imagine the cry of a seagull through the drifting darkness of a far away sunrise. I can see the glint of reflected moonlight move across whitecaps on the edge of invisibility. The pale brush of air freshened by the promise of morning sun feels as real to me as… Read full post »
The friction of passing time tears at me.
The wind screams through my hair, burning my eyes.
Its pressure wracks my bones and chills my heart.
Swallowing my words unspoken, I choke on their bitter taste.
I’m tired, and with drifting attention… Read full post »
I picked a basket of Apricots from the 50 year old tree in the back yard tonight. The fruit was intensely flavored and juicy beyond reason. I thought I'd try something new.
I loved last year's kumquat compote; whole fruit in syrup is so much more lascivious than a plain preserve… Read full post »
This is Harvey's favorite place to nap. On top of the fridge.
I was putting together a batch of chocolate chip cookies when I realized that I didn't have quite enough brown sugar. I added in the last of my raw sugar infused with vanilla bean and bourbon. That sugar is a little piece of heaven in your coffee.… Read full post »
3 weeks ago we went to visit my father-in-law as usual. When we got there he was drunk, abusive, and hyper-controlling. There was blood everywhere.
He ranted about people breaking into his place and drinking his vodka. There were strange serial-killer-type printed notes to the imaginary culpri… Read full post »
Forgiveness has been much on my mind lately.
I want to learn to forgive in order to reduce the burden that I carry around. I tried to forgive my grandfather. I knew it would be in my own best interest. I tried getting angry. I walked through the pain.… Read full post »
Every spring the roses forgive my transgressions and neglect.
Not because I deserve forgiveness
But because the roses deserve it.
I’m wandering through a fog. Spinning in inadvertent circles and bumping up surprised into the same unknowable chunk of landscape.
Tears spring up unbidden and spill onto my throat as I drive to work. No words inhabit me, only a few visuals and a gut tightening stab of… Read full post »
I went into the garden during a break in the rain yesterday.
The light was slanting in sideways from under the storm clouds scudding across the sky, and the raindrops clinging to the leaves shivered tremulously in the breeze.
Black Liriope… Read full post »
I am proud of some aspects of my relationship with food. I know that food does not equal love. I know I don't need to identify myself so much with these things, but I wouldn't want to lose them all.
I introduced my daughter to many wonderful exotic quisines. She has… Read full post »
I had never been overweight before the nightmarish ordeal of choking down each spoonful, transfixed by the sight of livery lips slurping and gnarled, age-spotted hands curled over the rim of the bowl. I was 9 years old. I didn’t want to eat; but as always, I didn’t have a… Read full post »
Day 6 of the fast and a few days ago my body woke up to the fact it has been a really long time since I've eaten solid food, especially since the illness added an extra 3 days of clear liquids to the front end.… Read full post »
At first I almost panicked at the thought. I am ‘condiment girl’. That is my favorite aisle and I am always on the… Read full post »
I am about to begin a journey. At the end of this journey, I hope to find myself; but not in the sixties, cliche, I -need-to-find-myself sort of way. I have spent so much of my life hiding that I no longer know who I am.
For example, after my… Read full post »