Month: December 2013

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The difficult art of saying goodbye

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There are people in our lives that we would always like to be close to them, they are like sparks shining within us, illuminating us, showing us the way, taking the stones out of the way so that life becomes softer, less scratchy.  I call them poems-people, they teach us in rhymed verses the true meaning of life, not with words, but with everyday attitudes. They do not have a speech ready, those that dictate rules or point our flaws, just sound like inspiration to live better and believe in ourselves. Not height, nor weight, nor the muscles that make … Continue reading The difficult art of saying goodbye

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A letter for my old self

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I am old. My skin is leathery. My hair white. My teeth replaced. My vision blurred. My memories faded round the edges. But I am worthy and I am a woman. I still want to feel the warmth of someone’s hand in mine. I still laugh and I still cry. I still want to be beautiful, respected, and listened to. I feel like I’m twenty years old inside. Okay, maybe thirty.  My flesh is weak, but my soul is strong. I am just like you. I am worthy, weary, stiff and I am not ready to be ignored, dismissed, pitied … Continue reading A letter for my old self

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The Labradors

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I am of two minds. Awake and in a dream state. I haven’t had four hours of straight sleep for two weeks. I’m tired, eating badly and not exercising. I need to shave my legs. I keep forgetting to floss. Well I don’t actually forget, I’m just too tired to bother.   Truth is, I’m a bit of a mess and my back aches from bending and chasing and scooping and barricading… I feel like my house is under siege — invaded by two furry little dictators. Zeca and Marceline are their names and they are forty days old (Labrador Retriever). … Continue reading The Labradors