Tag: writing
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Snow Day
Getting sick is a little like a snow day. I have vivid memories of waking up as a kid, the radio going and my mom walking into my room saying, “School is cancelled. Snow day.” Then she’d slog back to the kitchen, prepping for the obligatory hot cocoa and endless, wet and muddy laundry. I…
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Another Inconvenient Truth
The package arrived without fanfare. No white van pulling into my driveway. No text with a photo assuring that said package arrived. Instead, I opened up the mailbox and found a plain brown box. What did I order? I had to search my brain a bit, which isn’t so unusual these days. Right! The special…
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One Tiny Sock
I woke up with a surge of sadness. Three days of chaotic joy. Running Singing Rapture at the moon. Puddles Dirt Wonder in the mundane. Tears Laugther Each moment a gift. Carefully wrapped in a precious memory.
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Holy Puck! She’s Amazing.
I really like badass women. Take the character, Mattie Ross from the movie True Grit. A young woman hires a washed up US Marshall to exact revenge on her murdered dad. But she takes this plan to the badass level by insisting on joining him on a journey which ends with a rattlesnake bite, an…
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For the Love of Dog
“So, how was it?” Rick asked as I walked in the door. “Well, I met almost as many dogs as I did people”, I answered smiling. “I think it will be a good fit. I mean, it’s kinda quirky. In a good way.” Absolutely quirky. And fast paced and unexpected. In a matter of three…
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Nothing
As usual, closing out the New Year has proven to be a time of introspection for me. And today. A moment “in-between”. Old and new co-mingling. Enjoy this transition.
Gonzo Girl 