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Embracing The Waves

Every day of our lives we stand in waist-high surf as waves roll towards us.  Some days the waves are gentle and warm and caress us as they flow around us.  Some days the waves are angry and harsh, bitterly … Continue reading

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The Beautiful Things Of Life

I don’t think of all the misery but of the beauty that still remains. -Anne Frank When I opened my vintage shop this morning, it was with a weary and aching heart. It felt like such an effort to do … Continue reading

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I Am Building My Own Damn Wall

I am heartsick and devastated. I have always thought that there was more love in the world than hate but I found out differently tonight. It’s going to take me some time to get used to this new reality. I … Continue reading

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You Don’t Get To Take This Away From Me

You don’t get to take this away from me. You just DON”T. I won’t let you. I won’t let you diminish the joy I will feel when Hillary Clinton becomes the first woman president of the United States. I don’t … Continue reading

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Reflections on the Lost Years

A friend had a birthday recently and was asked the question on whether she would go back and live part of her life over, if given the chance. If so, would she go back to her 20s or 30s or … Continue reading

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Hunger

There’s things to miss when one’s alone, that liquid jolt, the murmured sighs, light strokes on the back of neck. the deep felt crave which sleeps most days does rise in burnished night, tampered down from weary limbs but lurking … Continue reading

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Your Heart Should Have Buoys

Your heart should have buoys around its shores warning any adventurous sort not to venture too close. With flashing strobes and a strident moan… stay back stay back stay back. But there’s always going to be someone like me willing … Continue reading

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