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Life as a Miracle: No Fault Fall
I awoke with pain in my arm and cheek. My right arm, my dominant arm, my butt cheek. I'd fallen the day before, trying to be independent and helpful, the way I've been my entire life. I took care of myself, when the ones who were supposed to, left me to help another...
Hearty, happy, and unbreakable – not!
Hearty, happy, and unbreakable. This is my habitual stance: smiling, laughing, and dancing with great peace and joy.
What’s in a name?
One of my editor’s and friends’ favorite line in HASHES & BASHES is this –
“That girl’s name is Amy, a sequence of names in infamy, which is what she brought to all our lives.”
Eight Days a Week
So, my husband and I didn’t Desert Trip last weekend…but don’t alas-and-alack for us!
Spender Bender
My husband and I saved money after gaining it the good old-fashioned way: we earned it!
A Book of Imaginary Friends
I never had imaginary friends as child… now I have a community of them. Amen.
Miss Humble Universe
I no longer feel affiliated with speech-language pathology, a career that I adored. I have an encore career. I know the Universe, my Lord, approves.
Miss America
It’s better than famous. It’s well-wished.
That moment is bliss.
Covert War: pool vs. plants
Even the yellow zone would be acceptable, common for this time of year, the color of the sun.
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