grassroots Articles

America, I’ve got nothing……I can’t even……I am so sorry for your loss. There was such hope on election day- my news feed was full of smiling, strong kind hearted people showing the world their ‘I voted’ stickers. I clearly have a one- eyed news feed- which is fine with me.  It’s absolutely frightening, and a ... Continue Reading »
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A Symphony In The Dark

August 24th, 2015
This is not just another blog, another poem, or a heart-felt piece of writing. This is my heart. My heart beating on the page, a heart throbbing with love and sorrow, gratitude and pain. You have left a hole so large I’ve fallen in. Your hand will not reach down this time, there is no ... Continue Reading »
I don’t have a lot of parenting tips- mostly I muddle along trying to get from one end of the day to the other without tripping anyone up. If we all go to bed alive and kind of happy I call it a job well done. If nobody has lost an eye, and we have ... Continue Reading »
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I Don’t Care

June 25th, 2015
I like to think I am a caring person. But this, this is one thing i just do not care about. You can tell me about it a million times over, and again I will look you in the eye and say, I do not care. I actually have a bee in my bonnet about ... Continue Reading »
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Ode to Dad

June 2nd, 2015
My dad just turned 80. I do not know how as he has managed this magic trickery as he remains stuck at 60 in everyone else’s eyes. He plays tennis, walks all over town and is still wielding a chainsaw, mattock and climbs to the top of waterfalls. Perhaps 80 is the new 60. We ... Continue Reading »
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Who Do I Think I Am?

May 20th, 2015
Who do I think I am. Really? I know I can be all manner of things, good and bad, depending on my sugar levels, planetary alignments, a decent coffee and whether or not I’ve remembered to floss in the last year. I can make people laugh, cry and run for their lives. I am mostly ... Continue Reading »
It’s an odd lesson to learn, one that has been poking and prodding at me for years. I haven’t quite figured it all out yet and  feel as though I shouldn’t even speak about it for fear of being labeled a pessimist, because I really don’t think I am, for I always see the wine ... Continue Reading »
I write because I have to. Not because I have a million amazing thoughts racing around my head that must be written down, or that I have ideas nobody has ever heard, words worth repeating, insights, perspectives or lessons nobody else has learned. I don’t write because I’m clever, have a way with words or ... Continue Reading »
We are a pretty predictable family. We like our routines; our after dinner summer night swims, watching The Voice, Wednesday I go to the local market and library, Thursday is coffee with my parents, Sunday is dog-park day……….yes, our life is rather predictable. Predictable and comfortable. But one of our predictable routines is not comfortable ... Continue Reading »
You know you’re “home” when you feel like crying in a supermarket car park while pushing a shopping trolley loaded with overpriced basics, just because. Just because the moment is perfect and just because it’s all so familiar. I have never lived in this small seaside town before. Five months ago we lived on the ... Continue Reading »