I’m looking out on the pond. The tall grasses framing the pond barely sway. The butterflies dance from the tips of the grasses and occasionally dip to skim the surface of the water. The pond is so calm it is difficult to discern where the grass meets its reflection. The quiet is heavy in a comforting, secure way. I feel safe and serene and untouchable. Continue reading →
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Sep 10
The Great Escape
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Aug 10
Apron Strings and Mixed Messages
Just received an email from a dear friend. Her youngest has just gone off to college. She lives on the other side of the country, and yet I can feel how her life has shifted in a plate tectonics sort of way. I’d like to be camped at her house with cocktails, dinners, movies and whatever her favorite distractions may be. I know that the gesture would be appreciated, but that’s the last thing she would want right now. Continue reading →
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Aug 10
Lawyers, Attorneys and Bears - Oh My!
Mark is contesting the parenting schedule - the schedule that he authored. At the time of our divorce. he penned a parenting schedule with all kinds of flexibility to accommodate his work and play schedules. I was quick to accept because I knew he wouldn’t demand to see them much. Continue reading →
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Aug 10
The Gravel Road
Even with my untrained eye, I could see the treads were worn on my tires. I was looking at taking a couple long road trips, and with my precious cargo, I figured it’d be prudent to buy new tires. The tire guy explained that my old set of tires was designed for driving on gravel roads. Then I remembered that Mark had purchased those tires because not only is his house set in on a gravel road, but he was planning to use my car for our family fishing/skiing/hiking trips. Continue reading →
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Aug 10
Surviving Nicely
A year from now you may wish you had started today.
Karen Lamb
Today is the first birthday of this blog. I prefer to think of it as a birthday, rather than an anniversary, since this blog has been so much like another child for me. Continue reading →
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Aug 10
For Our Daughters
Can you remember how it felt the first time you held her in your arms? Even though I was weakened and exhausted from the process, I remember thinking that I’d never felt stronger. I felt empowered to completely love and protect her with everything I had. Nothing could stop me from creating the best possible environment so that she’d have the healthiest life. Continue reading →
What are we doing here? 01
Aug 10
Actions, Words and Compassion
“so the next time you think I’ve had too much to drink
and you tell me i shouldn’t drive home
when you take my keys, oh i’m beggin you please
go on take my cell phone” Continue reading →
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Jul 10
Identifying Wolves
Instead of serving coffee and biscotti, my aunt invited us to a picnic lunch at the park. We sat in the grass under the shade of a huge pine tree, eating fries and burgers from Dairy Queen. She had read yesterday’s post, and called to invite us for a summer bright spot. On the way to her house, I thought of how I’d tell her of the wolves that had been recently showing up at my door. I’d give her the details. I’d get her take on things. I’d vent (a little) and spew. I’d feel better. It’d be a counseling session in the sun at the park. Continue reading →
