Anything I’ve ever done that was ultimately worthwhile…initially scared me to death.
Betty Bender
Posts Tagged: narcissistic behavior
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Mar 10
Living On The Roof
I miss the roof. There. I said it. We camp out on the roof because of the good and the bad. We are ever-hopeful that the good outweighs the bad. After awhile, we lose sight of that delicate balance. Continue reading →
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Mar 10
Recipe For Moving On
Apparently life is not waiting for me to catch up. It’s time to put an end to my little pity party, round up the soggy wads of kleenex, wipe the mascara from under my eyes and move on. Ever since the kids could walk, I’ve asked them to go get a kleenex when they see someone is hurt or crying. It’s not because I wanted them to wait on me. But handing someone a kleenex when they are crying is a great way to show you care when you don’t know what the hell to say. It’s better than standing there waiting for the sobbing person to tell you, “Go get a kleenex, already.” On Tuesday night, Will wised up and brought me the whole box. There’s too much to do, too much to plan, and too much to anticipate to spend anymore time licking my wounds. Enough is enough. Continue reading →
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Mar 10
Stop The Clock
It was the winter of 1996 and I was standing in the middle of the produce section of a grocery store wondering how anyone could fuss over a navel orange when my grandfather had just been found, face down in the drifted snow next to his mobile home. I thought for sure that the clocks would have stopped, that time would be frozen somehow, so that everyone could acknowledge the passing of someone who was so dear to me. How could people go on about their day, squeezing heads of iceberg lettuce, griping about the long lines, and fumbling through their purses for coupons? How could life continue to be so ordinary? Continue reading →
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Mar 10
No One Can Cut Your Shadow In Half
“How did you sleep?” “Did you have any dreams?” Each morning begins the same way. While rubbing eyes and stretching long thin arms, we ask each other how the night was. We’ve talked about dreams since the kids could talk, or since they first started having dreams. I can’t remember which came first. When Jen was little, she felt left out if Will and I were discussing our dreams, and she didn’t have a dream to share. I don’t know if she just couldn’t remember, or if she had a hard time with the difference between dreams and reality. When it was her turn to talk about her dream she’d always say, “It was about a snowman.” And that was it. Continue reading →
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Feb 10
Let Me In
These prints belong to Rita, the world’s most patient cat. She left them on the front step while she patiently waited for one of us to remember to let her in. I hope this last day of February finds you happy and healthy. I hope that you have let in those you love, and that those you love have let you in, too.
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Feb 10
Narcissism Sucks
A wise woman once said, “narcissists suck.” I’ve spent some time on her blog. It’s a deep, dark, cavernous hole of information. I would caution you to be careful before spending much time there. You may learn more than you really want to know. Continue reading →
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Feb 10
Narcissism and Annexation
I was up all night with Jenny. I’ll spare you the gory details, but she was afraid of falling back to sleep for fear she’d get sick again. I held her pretty much all night long while she drifted in and out of sleep. I looked at her long eyelashes and her perfectly arched eyebrows, her long delicate fingers and the wisps of hair around her forehead. She’s not a baby anymore, but when she’s not feeling well, she seems as fragile and vulnerable as when she lived in my arms. Continue reading →
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Feb 10
Who Are You?
There is still snow on the ground, but the days are getting longer. Will just informed me that Spring will arrive in 28 days. The angle of the sun makes things melt like crazy, even if the temperature doesn’t warrant it. And while eating lunch today, we marveled at the icicles and how they go from dripping slowly to dripping continuously, and then back to a slow drip. You can hear the birds chirping and almost smell the wet soil, where the sun has melted the snow and warmed the earth a bit. Continue reading →
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Feb 10
Choosing A New Tree
This post is from Pat, who sent a beautiful comment yesterday. If you caught the comment, you know how insightful it is. And it is definitely worth reading again. Continue reading →
