I've been going through a Stevie Nicks/Fleetwood Mac phase. It was prompted by the book I'm currently reading, a Stevie Nicks biography. The book is no where near the quality of the music I've been listening to on my Fleetwood Mac Pandora station, but I have learned a few new things about one of my … Continue reading Don’t stop thinking about tomorrow
Category: love
What are you full of?
During last night's mental therapy run, I was thinking about potential and how long it takes for some to accept the challenge and make the effort required to embody their own unrealized possibility. Self actualization - it isn't necessarily an easy thing to accomplish. Change and growth can be scary. There's an inherent risk involved … Continue reading What are you full of?
Unforgettable lessons
There are books that I read which are impossible to put down, a recent example being The Girl on the Train. I was so eager to find out what really happened that I refused to stop reading until I finished the book. I was neither disappointed, nor regretful of my decision to push on until … Continue reading Unforgettable lessons
I never imagined
On our 15th wedding anniversary, my husband and I had a special dinner at a restaurant on Martha's Vineyard. The meal was a bit of a disappointment, but the company was good. After we had finished our meals and were somewhere between entrée and dessert, our wedding song came on over the restaurant's speakers. I … Continue reading I never imagined
Take a walk on the child side
Last evening, after finally coming to terms with the fact that I wasn't going to take a run, I decided to take a walk instead with Jeter. I made my usual offer to the boys to see if they cared to join me but was met by their usual response - no, thanks. I got … Continue reading Take a walk on the child side
Love, me
Don't even approach my body unless you've first been between my ears. I'm 48, not 18. True love isn't roses and chocolate. It's starting my car on a winter's morning or bringing home pizza on a Friday night. Love is buying me the Sunday paper on Saturday so I don't have to go outside on … Continue reading Love, me
Dog years and the passage of time
The youngest of my "boys" recently celebrated his first birthday and, while the occasion was a happy one to mark, I also noted the date with a tinge of sadness. That year certainly went quickly. When I thought about the number of years we got to love Cassidy (12.5) and started doing simple math in … Continue reading Dog years and the passage of time
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