Each time I’m in
or travel through
this place
I’m briefly transported to the past
and I have to wear
and then discard
the pain.
Why Do the Good Die Young?
I don't understand and probably never will. But perhaps it's not my job to understand but to live the life I have while I can because you never know when everything could change. Then again, maybe that is understanding.
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The Ring
Sometimes the universe speaks to us in BIG ways. Sometimes it’s just a nudge. Today I got a hug from the universe. Or at least that's how I'm interpreting it.
Read MoreMy State of Bliss: A Minnesota State Fair Preview
Some new food and fun shopping at the fair this year!
Read MoreThe Hymn of the Cicada
The high-pitched song of the cicada is the tune of time travel for me.
Read MoreThe MommyMommyMommy Effect
I don't know any other word that can invoke such happiness and so much anger AT THE SAME TIME.
Read MoreOn Kindness and Turning 6
My daughter is kind. It is the one thing I wanted for her more than anything. I wanted her to be welcoming and encouraging and inclusive.
Read MoreHow Loss Changes Over 30 Years...But Doesn't Go Away
Relationships with parents change as we age and I hate that my dad was taken away from me before I could view him through adult eyes.
Read MoreNo More Four
Here's to kicking four out the door and welcoming five with open arms.
Read MoreAnd Then A Cop Knocked on The Door
Every single positive, good, supported, loved feeling I had felt at the school vanished the moment the cop knocked on my door.
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