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The lunch of my childhood was a study in what not to eat. Fried bologna. (Fried in bacon grease left over from breakfast.) White bread slathered with mayonnaise. A huge stack of salt-laden potato chips. A glass of whole milk. … Continue reading
I used to wake up starving when I was a kid. Now I wake up wanting coffee. Okay. Needing coffee. I own up to the addiction. Breakfast can wait. Breakfast is mainly something I eat so the coffee and the … Continue reading
She smiled at the class. “Hallelujah, brethern,” she said. “You just finished a working web site.” A couple of the class members smiled back at her joke. She went on to detail everything they had accomplished in the last few … Continue reading
I remember running. Released and free, running nowhere, simply running because it felt better than anything else. Leaping across the grass, arms raised, voice raised. Reaching the fence and running back where I started, finally ready to stop, to walk, … Continue reading
These two babies were the finest things I had ever seen. Perfect little fingers and toes. Lovely smooth heads smelling of baby shampoo. Tiny pursed mouths eager to bring in life. Innocent. How could I protect that innocence from the … Continue reading
Every once in a while, I hear a piece of music on the radio or somewhere. There will be something about the singer that stops my day and makes me listen – that voice. I had an experience like that … Continue reading
My practice of mindfulness often involves sitting in the sun on the patio. Just sitting. Quiet time. It’s good to take these moments every day when the mind is doing nothing except resting, contemplating, perhaps mentally playing with words. Trees, … Continue reading
My first pet was a little dog. I named him Bingo. I regularly humiliated him by making him wear my doll’s dresses. At the same time, I also had a huge calico cat who could intimidate any dog who came … Continue reading
The reasons why we do things are not linear, are they? For example, I keep my thermostat set pretty low in the winter to save money. My windows are drafty and need to be replaced. I can’t afford to replace … Continue reading