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Conclusion: Can a 51-Yr-Old Dance Again?
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See You When I’m 51!
June 28, 2012
I’m switching to a mini journal format and will post it on or around the 13th of July, my 51st birthday. Maybe I’ll even take a picture!! Everything is going well. Today I started jumping (not rope!). I’ve got a good routine going. Life is busy and beautiful. I just don’t like posting every day… […]
I Found the Time
June 27, 2012
Thoughts are like beacons of light to me. I’ve come to rely on inspiration, in the form of thoughts, to guide me to my best self. Early every morning I sit and wait for that ONE that stands out from the rest. The one that has to be paid attention to so that at the […]
Day 1…Rhinos and Friends
June 26, 2012
Day one was interesting. It was a “James in the Giant Peach” sort of day. Rhinos in thunderclouds threatening to destroy my resolve came in the form of doubts and fears about having made this semi-public and feeling a bit exposed. A few times last night I woke up and berated myself at the same […]
Can an Almost 51-Yr-Old Dance Again?
June 25, 2012
On Saturday afternoon, Kenny, James and I picked up my husband, Frank, from his last dialysis appointment of the week, stopped at home for a minute so that he could get a bite to eat, and headed for a walk through the woods to the Knob. We came out of the thick vegetation and I remembered […]
He’s Not Heavy, He’s My Brother
May 10, 2012
I hear a lot of talk about the purpose of life, and what it means to people from different cultural, familial, and religious or non religious backgrounds. I listen to the questions “What do you hope to accomplish in your lifetime? What matters to you?” and wait to hear the answers, hoping to see patterns […]
Social Media is NOT a Game of Pick-Up Sticks!
May 2, 2012
Pick-up sticks (or pick-a-stick) is a game of physical and mental skill. A bundle of sticks, between 3 and 8 inches long, are held in a loose bunch (see the picture) and released on a table top, falling in random disarray. Each player, in turn, must remove a stick from the pile without disturbing the remaining ones. (Wikipedia) […]
My Social Media Experiment
December 20, 2011
When I was a child, I spake as a child, I understood as a child, I thought as a child; Turn back the clock. It’s August 2010. My days are full of joy. I’m happy and managing life and its stresses peacefully, wisely. I read a lot, take long walks with my children, garden in the warmer […]
A Call to Action
September 23, 2011
What in the world? I knew something was wrong immediately. It was 3:30 am., late August, 2005. Who calls at that time of the morning? My husband handed me the phone, watching me freeze and melt simultaneously as my mind was being bombarded by news that was too slippery to grasp. “She’s gone, Betsy.” I […]
You Are My Shooting Star
September 17, 2011
When I was young and full of hope, and dreamed how things would be, Of how you’d brighten up my life, and how much you’d mean to me, I thought of times still future bound, filling holes I never knew Existed in this mother’s heart, until I witnessed you. Then I looked up. And much to my […]
July 13, 2012
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