Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Call me mom
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I have been ALL over the world this month…virtually, anyway. First, my friend Rae tromped all over New Zealand with her husband for two weeks, sharing her experiences and photos with all of us on Facebook as much as she could. Here she is inside of a maoreki boulder. And of course,…
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Corned beef, potatoes, cabbage and carrots…Irish soda bread and pistachio cheesecake…St. Brendan's-spiked coffee…a deck hugged by green treetops at sunset…friends, new and old, all ages…Irish music drifting through the air…softly…magically. That's St. Patrick's Day at the Monahan's. In my Heinz 57 genetic make-up, there must be some Irish, because I sure feel lucky to be…
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I kissed my baby goodbye outside of the Lufthansa terminal in Houston on Friday. A yucky cold rain fell on us all the way to the airport. I think it helped to subdue the girls' excitement, but couldn't wash it away completely. I could sense it bubbling in my van all the way there,…
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I love my family. I need to get that out there right away. I love having them around, love the chattering, the bickering, the company. That being said…I have REALLY been looking forward to today all week…Kendall in Spain, and Tom and Daniel backpacking in Big Bend National Park…to coming home from Houston and having the…
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Last night I was drunk in Vegas, getting suckered in by a sidewalk hustler, even putting my football team on the line. I guess I should make it clear I was playing a part in my classmate's screenplay, having a blast getting into this middle-aged pushy tough guy character. I had two other parts to read,…
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I've been complaining lately that I don't have enough hours in the day to do what I need to do AND what I want to do. Sunday, around 3PM, I realized that if I'm going to wish for more time, I've got to wish for the energy to use it. We only have two kinds…
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It's funny. I pass by the bowl ten times a day, but I didn't realize it had become invisible to me until I wrote the post about scouting the other day. I remember where it rested prominently on Hester's headboard-shelf, within easy reach once she was restricted to bed after breaking her hip. I remember her telling me…
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The drop was made in a pull-off area of the highway. I pulled up next to the white SUV, slid open the side door of the van and handed over the shoebox and white file box containing twenty years of history. Next, I dug around in my purse for the checkbook and two envelopes of checks,…
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It's been a long time since I smelled that smell – "new car." The first thing I did was climb into the passenger seat of Tommy's new Hyundai Elantra and breathe in deeply. I'm so happy for him – up until now he's only driven used cars…dented, peeling paint, rattling, often no air-conditioning or radio. He never complained,…
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