Yesterday’s tragic plane crash in the French Alps has really rocked me. I’ve never been an enthusiastic flyer and horrific incidents like this amp up my anxiety about getting on a plane in the next couple of weeks. In the big picture, I don’t think it really makes a difference why the plane went down, … Continue reading Je m’appelle Silvia. Je déteste à voler
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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
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
Make(s) me happy
Many years ago a friend in the midst of the disintegration of her marriage, told me she didn't want to be responsible for her husband's happiness. Since that time, I've learned what that felt like and I've heard other women say the same thing, although not always using the same words. Who are you responsible … Continue reading Make(s) me happy
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
15 for 2015
To run for my own pleasure without measure. To get out once or twice a month for the sole purpose of being social without the crutch of working. To eat quality food and drink copious amounts of water. To strive to get Jeter out and active as much as possible. To live an honest life. … Continue reading 15 for 2015
Laboring on Christmas Eve
Not to take anything away from Mary, but I did my share of work yesterday, too. The morning began with tending to two loaves of bread, prepping the ultimately fantastic beef roast and driving a friend to the airport, all prior to attending a 10:00 yoga class. After the sweaty release of 75 minutes of … Continue reading Laboring on Christmas Eve
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