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Bite Me, Universe!
Note: This is the only pictures for this one. When you’re totally in the moment, you don’t think to take photos. You don’t document each scene; it’s all there in your mind. Use your imagination to...
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Puddles
<– Mom, just three months ago, with her frozen stare. Last night I went to visit my Mom. It had been nearly a week because I was in Chicago through the weekend and this week she has been resting...
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Fear, No Pictures.
I wanted to write a happy post today. I really did. I have procrastinated all morning. Watching old recordings on my DVR, bringing my free space to a respectable number again… trying to think of topics...
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Thanksgiving at the U.N.
Note to new readers: Our family has taken in two (yes, we are that crazy) exchange students for the entire school year. There was no preparation and it has been an adventure from day one (read the...
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“Do Not Go Gentle Into that Good Night…”
DO NOT GO GENTLE INTO THAT GOOD NIGHT Do not go gentle into that good night, Old age should burn and rage at close of day; Rage, rage against the dying of the light. Though wise men at their end …...
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What Doesn’t Kill You… Just Beats the Shit Out of You.
<— The small Christmas tree that I brought to Mom’s room, covered in ornaments that I’ve had forever. Many of them, she bought for me when I had my first tree. More than one person has said to me...
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Peace.
At 4:00 A.M., exactly, the nurse came into my mother’s room, again. I had a barely slept, tossing and turning, listening to Mom. I was dozing when she came in. I was frustrated to be disturbed again....
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What Comes After? A “Stop, drop and Roll” approach to a New Year.
There is only one thing for me to write about right now, but I’m not really sure what I think about that. I’m not sure what I feel, yet. Mainly, because I don’t actually know, what comes after. After...
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When You Die…
Note: I prefer my original title, but proud to see this Featured on HuffPo On Tuesday, as I sat beside him, “Frank” died (*not his real name). I didn’t notice his last breath, just a sudden stillness....
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