Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Me and Him
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There have been mornings when, after snapping photos of birds or leaves or bugs, I turn and discover Max and Belle are nowhere in sight. They've slipped off in a different direction, distracted by an interesting smell or a glimpse of a squirrel, assuming I will follow them (as I often do.) So I backtrack,…
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I'm sure we passed each other in the hallways of our junior high and high school. We might have even shared a class or two. Perhaps we even spoke once or twice. But if we did, I don't remember. So even though her face and name were familiar, I truly didn't know Debbie until Facebook…
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The last home we bought (and later sold) was a foreclosure. We first lost it in an open HUD auction, but later won it by sealed bid.The home had been stripped of everything that could be removed – light fixtures, switch-plates, you name it. Even the carpet was ripped up in most of the house. …
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I was on the road early Monday morning with TG, heading east to Houston. We gathered my mom's belongings from the nursing home, spent a few hours at the house gathering more things and visiting with my sister and friends before loading up and heading west into the sunset, back to Austin to…
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There was roast pig and birthday cake. Wine and dancing. A gorgeous sunset over the hills. A warm fire. Familiar faces. Laughter and hugs. 50th birthdays are the best! I love helping friends celebrate them, especially when it means I get to spend time with my son and daughter-in-law… …
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I leaned on a railing, watching couples swirl past on the dance floor below, feeling very alone because my boyfriend of five years wasn't with me. I can't remember where he was. Probably with his buddies. Maybe with another girl. I worked most weekends, so I was fuming – and hurt – that he didn't…
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September has always been one of my favorite months. The air feels a little drier, crisper…summer temperatures begin their slow (and short, in Texas) descent into winter…the sky sheds its faded denim and dresses in vibrant azure. I'm eager to spend every minute of September outside, enjoying it all. But there are other reasons I…
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Thirty-one years. That's officially how long Tom and I have been married as of this evening, around 6 or 7 pm. And they said you couldn't find lasting love in a bar… …No more looking for love in all the wrong placesLooking for love in too many facesSearching your eyes, looking for tracesOf what.. I'm dreaming…
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I made another quick trip to see my parents this weekend, accompanied by a son and daughter this time who pitched in to help with dishes and cleaning. I'm so blessed that I still have my parents…that I only live four hours away so I can make quick overnight trips to see them…and that…
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Most of us don't need a psychiatric therapist as much as a friend to be silly with. ~Robert Brault I just staggered in from the annual Diva gathering at my friend Rae's house. Two nights and days of margaritas and non-stop talking, too much food, and too little sleep. The sun barely made an…
Long Hollow 