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On the precipice of sleep
Gentle exhales greet my ears; Whistles, grunts, and snores. Above and beside me, The sounds of life abound From the children I adore Although the day was full, A break from stress and toil, It is the simple things which most Ease the weary soul I close my eyes and drift away, Listening as life’s…
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The descent of Tuesday
I meant to write yesterday I did But already, The weight of my own expectations has me spinning a little, Tilting in the winds of responsibility like a small weathervane on the roof, with the storm approaching. Maybe it’s the quiet of the early morning, the sound of the clock on the wall ticking out…
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Fall cleaning
Day two of the adventure to declutter and transfer kid belongings went reasonably well. For starters, I was not puked on, which automatically made today a good day. I did get a little overwhelmed by the sheer amount of things that needed attending to, but somehow, excitement crept in. I realized that in order to…
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Making a molehill
I looked at my schedule for the week with a groan. It seemed at first glance to be an insurmountable journey, the Mount Everest Of responsibilities. I closed my eyes and shook my head, unable to comprehend that I would be able to get through it. Then I sighed, and broke it down, one thing…
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June the 5th
I realized halfway through today that I was off work on Friday. And on Monday! For the first time in ages, I’ve planned a conference that is about being a well person. Technically it is work related, and I’ll get credit, but I expect to see a few familiar faces and others who I feel…
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Driven
What do you believe in? What would you fight for, die for, give everything you have for? Is it a person, place or thing, do they love you back the same? Do you wake up every day, eager to carry on? Or do you struggle to continue, telling yourself, “Just one more day” Does your…
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Fight Night
I wonder what kind of drive it takes to want to be the best of the best. I like to make a decent showing, But I haven’t ever felt the need to be number one, as long as I’m not the last in line. Watching the fight tonight brought back the question, What kind of…