More than a year has gone past since I last wrote here. I want to say it’s been a terrible year. But that’s not entirely true. The Hallmark sickly sweet side of me wants to pretend everything wants to say it turned out fantastic but that’s not entirely true either. The truth is the earth continued to rotate and the sun appeared in roughly the usual place and time, and life unrolled as it has for the last 100 million days.
“One rule of the game, in most times and places, is that it’s the young who are beautiful. The beauty ideal is always a youthful …
If only this window could talk I bet it would have quite some story to tell. It reminds me of a patchwork quilt. I love everything …
As a young girl I could never understand how my mother could get the names of her children wrong. I am not Diana or Valentina. …
The other evening a colleague of my husband’s came over for a meal after work. Our conversation moved to my studies and my plans for …
Pampering myself is not something that comes naturally. I always feel it is being selfish. Guilt nags away at me. The reason for this is …
My body was under attack. For starters there was the constant pain on my left side that started in my back and moved to my stomach. …
My office overlooks our city’s Civic Square. It is the most spectacular view. Every day as I look out any of the numerous windows that …
The mind that is wise mourns less for what age takes away; than what it leaves behind. — William Wordsworth Today I officially became one year older. …
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