It’s a little over a month into my boyfriend’s deployment and I’m learning the meaning of “lonely” in a whole different kind of way. I’ve found that it feels kind of like going through…
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When I was a kid, I took it for granted that Christmas would always be spent with my family. This has been the case for the most part, but with variations over the…
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October has been a…month. Between my own health issues, the death of a friend from school, and the impending deployment of my boyfriend (tomorrow morning), I have been a mess. I loved Bridget’s Medusa…
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arts & music pregnancy & parenting relationships & love sisterhoodI Never Said I Was a Visual Artist
This is nothing like I had visualized in my head. It was going to be so grand. A beautiful use of natural or artificial light to convey a moment words would be hard…
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culture & community relationships & love sisterhoodWhen Things Aren’t What You Expected (Because They’re So Much More)
The more I travel the more my boundaries are pushed and the smaller the world becomes. Despite my (sometimes) heart stopping discomfort of flying I still force myself, from time to time, to get on a…
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pregnancy & parenting relationships & love sisterhoodStaying on the Dock (or: a short story response)
Amanda B’s image The heat of the sun gives me a warm-contented type feeling. I close my eyes but turn my head toward the heat which causes the insides of my eyelids to turn…
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culture & community pregnancy & parenting relationships & love sisterhoodGetting On With Your Life (or: Kindly Keep Your Questions to Yourself)
“So when are you going to get on with your life?” Reading Briana’s post last week brought up a litany of emotions that were wholly familiar. I was reminded of comments I received back in the…
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arts & music relationships & loveOn Reality and the Fairy Tale Ending… or how TV broke my heart and restored my faith in the not so happy ending.
*SPOILER ALERT* Not all of you may know this, but last week was the series finale of the epic nine year saga of “How I Met Your Mother” (HIMYM). Now I know a sit-com…
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Perhaps I’m getting older. Age falls in step as it matches my stride, and with its sweet sounding voice urges me to look over my shoulder. Remember the good old days? it asks. Reflect on them. Yearn. Case in…
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Ever since JoAnna’s impactful post A Lesson In Creating Space (or: I Have Been Taught To Grow In) I have been dwelling on the way we, as a society, respond to inappropriate behavior. I remember…