My study is upstairs. Across from his room. His too busy with life room. Flung with rushing to the next thing room. The barely home room. Clothes too busy to pick up. A notice board with thick wads of paper, pay stubs and college forms. And then there is his music. His eclectic collection from ... Continue Reading »
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Butterflies in the stomach are like messengers reminding you that change is afoot. They are fluttering to tell you that you’re ready; ready to transform, to grow, and to soar. Visualize the butterflies flying in formation, lifting you up, turning anxiety into excitement. It’s the butterfly effect; one small flutter, infinite impact.
Etch a Sketch, the trusty toy you snatched from your sister to ruin the shape she just spent 40 minutes crafting, was brilliant long before the Ipad was even a twinkle in Steve Job’s eye. Now you can put an Etch a Sketch case on your Ipad to make it look like a toy, proving ... Continue Reading »
Over the years Tears. She’s pregnant. She cried. “You have a boy”, again happy, ecstatic tears. Another two makes three. Three times more the tears. Tears from firsts, tears from lasts. Beginning school, of pushing away, tight embraces, overnight stays, and saying goodbyes. First hurts. Last glances Thankful tears for second chances. Tears from fears ... Continue Reading »
The more things change, the more they remain…insane. Over the Hedge Change involves three steps, in no particular order- endings, beginnings and the ambiguous middle ground in between. Lets call that middle ground, begendings. It seems appropriate to make up a word for this ambiguous middle ground. Do you ever know for sure which point ... Continue Reading »
I find myself reflective as I prepare to send my oldest son off to College. How do you say goodbye to your own flesh and blood and send them out into the big bad world? My mind wanders through eighteen years of intimate connection. No wonder it’s hard to let go. I took my ... Continue Reading »
Once spoken so clearly in a language we all understood. Yes. It was that simple. Now I’m not so sure of what to do. Move closer, step back or just smile, from way over there. Sometimes the gap’s so big that I could fall right in not knowing what to grab. Them? I needed that ... Continue Reading »