Come on in to South Street
There’s a world in which I lived. Want to come inside? Gather up your coat and drop it on the floor, shed your shoes and socks while you’re at it. …
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Vision for the Future
My vision for the future holds a stage I walk upon. It has a crowd that I am part of and one I stand beyond. It has a zippy white…
Hospice Training: A Change in Perspective
Yesterday, in a training for upcoming hospice volunteering, I was asked the following: Who are the 4 most important people in your life? What are your 4 most important possessions?…
A Woman’s Essence
Good morning. Good bye. Hello and see you later. A rumbling inner dialogue now gently placed on paper. . I’ve wondered and I’ve worried, I’ve settled and I’ve sought. The…
In a Past Life
I’m sure I was a bird in my once-lived life before since the proof is all around me and I’m starting to keep score: I love the tips of tree…
Pile of Thoughts
I’m worried that the world won’t care when I slip and fall today. I’m worried that my scraped up knees are reason for your dismay. I’m worried that the best…
let’s tidy up my mind
Please take your soppy mop And swish it through my mind I have a couple memories there That I’d appreciate you find And swiffer jet that shit away To dump…
My 2020 Commencement Speech
youtu.be/ I woke up this morning to breakfast in bed from Christopher and puppy snuggles from Blue. The birds were already up, of course, to celebrate, too. It was the…
