Month: March 2014
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underneath.
In this picture, taken in Havana last year, the girls are laughing at me because I am trying to look natural for this picture. One of my daughters (or all): “Mom, you don’t smile and you hate it when people take pictures of you.” Ouch. Me: “I do smile. See?” I flash a really bad, […]
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sunrise | sunset.
The airport felt a little different this time. I have to say arrivals are a little easier on the heart than departures. She’s back. Relief is an understatement. My first-born has returned from her 3-week trip to the Philippines. At around 10pm last night, we were reunited at the airport. She had just had “breakfast” […]
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a room of one’s own.
(Seeing as it’s not an option at the moment, I would love to have the print above to hang in my home by Alanna Cavanagh.) I would love to have my own room to write, to sew, to make, to read, to sit, to train, to laugh, to listen, to be still. I told you in the course […]
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wanted: a sojourn in the sun.
Let me be more specific: a warm sun. Oh because there has been sun. The bright beautiful sun accompanied by -30 degree wind chill. In like a lion…Another snowfall last night. -19 degrees Celsius right now. Can we really make the best of it? I’m not going to become as broody as I was in […]
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well that was rough.
February had me down for the count – KO’d. Total knock out. I hung in there for the first three weeks…but man, this past week… You may have been wondering where I’ve been. I was waiting by the phone, iPad, computer. Waiting for a much anticipated message from a first-born who promised to call […]