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Category Archives: Daily Observations
This morning a song (isn’t it always a song?) brought a tsunami of walled up grief down on me, and I sat in my kitchen and cried, and cried, and cried. Me, the queen of tears, hasn’t cried in … Continue reading
THEN…. AND NOW! In the past months I’ve written words and more words… in my head. I’ve written about the lengthening days … Continue reading
In my last post–– the one that marked my first baby step out of the hole I’ve been in, I acknowledged that I’ve been depressed. I shared that writing and blogging has been hard. I wrote a post to restart … Continue reading
As I finally went to bed last night, at midnight, I found myself shaken by feelings that I dismissed as silly. I let them wash over me for only a moment, and then picked up my book, in the hopes … Continue reading
This morning I found myself awake at 3am. Jet lag. It sucks, if not for the obvious perk that you’ve been somewhere far enough away, that it messes with your sleep, when you return. I had the enormous perk of … Continue reading
Note: This post has taken me nearly two months to write. It has been percolating in my head, in my dreams, in my thoughts, since the events that prompted it. I didn’t want to write it, until I felt ready, … Continue reading
This piece has been featured on Huffington Post & SheKnows.com Music is my drug. It’s how I cope with many things. If I’m driving, there’s music on. If I’m writing, there’s music on. When I feel big things, I turn … Continue reading
I’m starting another week with an apology. I got back to Friday Fictioneers last week, relieved to finally be writing, and promising to read others, when I got back from Tel Aviv. My intentions were good. Really. But, our flight … Continue reading
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