It’s so dry here everything crackles. The humidifier runs constantly. Yet just a few miles from here there’s flooding or snow several feet deep. Wouldn’t it be nice if there was a way to even that out? Perhaps if we stopped pouring carbon into the air things would even out a bit. Is anyone ready to do that?
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We were the movers. A ragtag group of family and friends, a couple of pickup trucks, and not enough time. I had the easy parts like wiping off the dust and bringing in the pizza. Moving yourself is hard work. Even if other people move you it’s hard work. What if every home was furnished and all you had to take from place to place was your clothes and your toothbrush. I’d live on that planet.
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Years ago someone said to me, “We all have our own cross to bear.” That made so much sense to me and has always been a guiding principle in my life. The other day I saw someone tweet that people were struggling with all the things they weren’t tweeting. Same thought, but it makes me aware of how we curate our lives these days. We present only parts of ourselves on Facebook or Twitter and hide the rest. We’re so public but at the same time, we’re so private. We’re still bearing our crosses, even in a world some consider completely without privacy.
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I remember as a younger person staring at the stars for hours. I learned to find the Big Dipper and the Little Dipper, Orion, The Pleiades, Gemini and many more. To really see stars, you have to go outside the city. The mountains of New Mexico are a good star watching spot. Best night of star watching I ever had was on the way to Lincoln, NM. We pulled off the road and laid on the fenders and just looked. Ghost Ranch in NM is another good spot. The Milky Way is so close and so bright you can almost feel it.
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I wanted to smack his handsome face. He shouldn’t be allowed to work with older women at the gym. He called me young lady. When he showed me how to use the leg press he said, “Put your little foot right there,” like I was a three year old. He called me sweetheart and held my arm as he walked me toward the recumbent bikes. I am going to smack him!
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It was on a Wednesday when I remembered that Monday had passed me by in a flurry of writing. I looked at the calendar in amazement. What else had I forgotten about? I called my mom. “You doing okay, mom?” I called my daughter at college. “Everything going okay, sweetheart?”
Everyone survived my absence just fine. I think I’ll start writing that new chapter now.
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I loved that car. It was the best car I ever had.
Well, so, nothing. I’m just sharing something from my past with you. Isn’t that how people get acquainted?
This is never going to work. It was nice meeting you, but I’m leaving now.
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It was a good night. She made it outside, walking on her own. The air was mild and smelled of cut grass. Omar put music on and they swayed gently together under the big oak tree. Then it was over. She fell to the ground. “I can’t,” she said, and he knew it was true. Later, when she’d rested, he’d help her back to bed.
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When I had surgery my grandson gave me a get well card. All it said was kick some ass. It was an inspiring message and I tried to be a kick ass patient during my recovery. I think it worked. Kicking ass isn’t just about being an action star in a violent movie. It’s about being a leader, a voice, an organizer and and example. Go kick some ass.
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Last night I ate a Mozartkugel, a Austrian/German confection I’d never heard of before. Someone brought it to book club for the discussion of “The Afterlife of Stars.” It set me to thinking about favorite candy that I’ve loved. Chocolate has always been the favorite, changing over the years from gooey sweetness like Mounds bars to the darkest of dark chocolates I love now. Now I happily down the 85% cocoa bars that I would have found bitter as a younger person.
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