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It can seem overwhelming sometimes – this thing called life. You awaken at 4 a.m. because it is a “migraine day,” and roll over while trying not to move your head, just hoping to get back to sleep for another hour or two. You discover the furnace needs repairs and the washing machine needs replacing – all in the same day. The morning alarm didn’t go off and no one had time to make coffee. You are out of ketchup and you’d planned on having hamburgers for supper. There’s dog hair all over the carpet and muddy cat paw prints across the newly cle...
Each day comes bearing gifts. But not in the way you might think. I wake in anticipation of the presents they have left for me this time. “They” are not leprechauns or Santa’s elves. The gifts in question come from my kids. Yeah, I find it hard to believe myself. When I enter the kitchen each morning, I’m guaranteed at least one cardboard pizza round left over from the last night’s midnight feast. Pizza cardboard is much too valuable to toss in the trash, if they could locate the trash (which I’m not sure they could). They also leave me ch...
A blank page can be daunting. Especially first thing on a Monday morning, which is how I usually start my week. As a columnist, it’s my job to fill the page with something – or nothing. Yeah, nothing. You read that right. I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating. Readers tell me they enjoy this column because I write about nothing, and they can relate to that. Most of us have a familiarity with nothing. We all have personal experience with the lack of something – which in essence is nothing – depending on your thesaurus. Because I write for...
Seasons come and go. The sun rises and sets. We celebrate beginnings, endings and all things in between. This weekend, we celebrate mothers. Even though I am a mother myself, the day is clouded by the fact that I am a Mother’s Day orphan. The day, while a celebration, also becomes a time tinged with sadness. Other orphans may understand. It doesn’t matter if you are five or 55, Mother’s Day without a mother creates an emptiness – a renewed awareness of a vacancy where something real used to flourish. This void is a reminder of your grief,...