...not the gifts. Although, they're lovely and thoughtful and it can be so fun to unwrap surprise packages. Most of the time, that is. But, when all is said and done, it is truly all about the people with whom we are lucky enough to spend time. For countless years, I feel as if I … Continue reading It’s all about the presence…
Tag: musings
Finding the words at 47
Some of the things I find myself saying at this point in my life... I love you It is what it is Let's go Now! Why not? I'm sorry Danke You've got be kidding me Why bother? We all know when we've had enough I'll give it a shot Because I'm an idiot I was … Continue reading Finding the words at 47
September 12th, twelve years later
Waking up on this day a dozen years ago, I remember being happy that I could finally get out of bed and escape the image of those towers falling down behind my eyelids, over and over again. The sky was once again stunningly blue, but now it was silent with all commercial airline traffic grounded … Continue reading September 12th, twelve years later
A bridge, a baby and some boys
There's almost nothing like the ocean to punctuate time, especially when you're temporarily living on an island which is inaccessible during high tide. The necessity of planning is as explicit and unavoidable as the tide chart adhered to the fridge with a magnet. When the tide is out there's the shallowest of tidal pools under … Continue reading A bridge, a baby and some boys
Vision
The most remarkable thing happened this week - an occurrence which could be considered as a divine lesson about yielding control and letting the miraculous happen. I mean, if you're inclined to think that way. Decide for yourself. My youngest son, who has extremely poor eyesight, placed (with great care, I'm sure) his glasses on … Continue reading Vision
Privileged? No. Blessed? Absolutely.
I've written before about the drawbacks to self-exposure. Putting your thoughts, experiences and yourself "out there" invites comment. It's pretty simple, isn't it? Obviously, the negative feedback I receive hasn't really been a deterrent to my sharing writing and I'm pretty comfortable with how people may perceive me. But, there's this one thing which has … Continue reading Privileged? No. Blessed? Absolutely.
The Warrior Dash as a life metaphor – updated*
Yesterday, I mastered my third consecutive Warrior Dash down in Windham. How was it, you ask? Well...it was really hard - maybe the hardest one yet, for me. A beautiful foggy early morning had turned into a sunny and bright late morning and the temperature had somehow crept up into the 80s. When I jumped … Continue reading The Warrior Dash as a life metaphor – updated*
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