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Living Life as a Miracle: the lost is found!

Living Life as a Miracle: the lost is found!

Today is our wedding anniversary! Hurrah and hallelujah! Since I have been in a miracle mindset, let me repeat: one of the three best miracles of my life is the night I met Larry Colando by the beer keg. The other two are my birth and my re-birth. Amen. Let me add...

Arrant: a rant

Arrant: a rant

arrant MEANING: adjective: Complete; thorough. Here's a word that has had both its spelling and meaning bent out of shape from use. It's a variant of errant (wandering). Earlier the word was used in the sense of wandering or vagrant, for example, an arrant thief or an...

Living Life as a Miracle: New Office Found

Living Life as a Miracle: New Office Found

What should you do when you are stressed to the ceiling of your office, when the walls are pressing inward, and the floor feels like it will drop out? Take a walk! Seek open space...sound psychological advice. My spacious windowed office was no longer going to be mine...

Affluence

Affluence

I came of age when women were newly encouraged to be equal, to take charge, to surge upward, "lean in." As a result of this insurrection - and the recent spate of down-sizing higher echelon men - 20% of women ages 40 - 69 earn about the same as their spouses and 24%...

Delicious Acuity

Delicious Acuity

Which was you prefer as delicious acuity - if you had to, or could, choose, Constant Reader: foresight or hindsight? "No one knows what it's like To be the bad man To be the sad man… Behind blue eyes" ---Pete Townsend, The Who As for me, I choose insight. Yeah, life...

Time Capsule

Time Capsule

In December 1986 I assembled a time capsule to hastily insert in an extra concrete pour necessitated by our pool contractor's incorrectly-placed layout. It seemed that the entrance steps into the sports pool were harrowingly near our home's sliding door. Wouldn't want...

Living Life as a Miracle: Thank You Sign

Living Life as a Miracle: Thank You Sign

Six years ago, on this day, my father died, living 21 months past my mother, his dear wife/supporter/nurturer/friend. The ensuing family angst and drama sent me into tailspin. I'd lost my parents and hopes for family, left with only squabbley siblings. When my church...

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