Tag: Writing
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Dinner time is a production at our house. It begins around 4 pm, an hour before food is served. The vultures circle their master warily, not wanting to anger their benevolent goddess before dinner arrives. They wait, they watch, sometimes they meow as if they haven’t eaten in days. When the magic hour of almost more ›
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It is the beginning of the end of my thirties. I am officially 39 years old, and next year’s birthday brings with it a new digit at the start of my age. I feel like I should be wiser at this point, ready to embrace my inner strengths and distribute wisdom to those around me. more ›
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Four years. It’s been four years since I’ve written on this blog. I’ve still been writing, still dealing with life’s challenges as they present themselves, but most of my writing has been restricted to work projects or personal journals never meant for eyes other than my own, and even I don’t peruse the thoughts of more ›