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The Secret of life
Another weekend flown, back at home with the kids tucked into bed I think about my life. I wonder how did I ever deserve all the blessings that I have? Life may not be perfect, but it’s so amazing. My kids are hilarious, wonderful and happy. I’m mostly healthy, and I have good people around…
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The Pest
Sometimes it’s frustrating to have a sibling And by sometimes, I mean almost always The pick, they push, they nag, they whine Getting closer to the last nerve, all of the time They always want the same things, never share Never give the first turn, never want to do my game I don’t even know…
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The occult
It’s silent, hidden away, Never discussed, never acknowledged. Shameful, damaging, isolating When love is dangerous, where do you hide? When you can’t trust your own memories, Who do you tell? Soft bruises hide the damage within, Loss of innocence, The destruction of trust Unable to accept any hand that is offered Because you don’t know…
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Back to reality
Back to work today. Strangely exuberant about it,Leaving my house and all its denizens behind, In my car with my tea, just me and the open road, a podcast, and a snack, on my way back to being a useful, productive member of society. I was surprised by the level of relief I felt. I…
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Homeward bound
Now, the end is here, And so I face the final… Highway. Today, my mind has been full of songs, most with a home theme. As I sit here trying to put my thoughts into words, homeward bound is playing in the soundtrack of my head Home, where my musics playing Home, where my love lies…
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The Great Vacation- Part 5
The last full day of vacation, with tomorrow just the drive home. We slept deeply last night, full of birthday cake and sunshine. I was the first awake, Until I woke my little man with a kiss on his cute button nose We enjoyed fleeting family time over breakfast and coffee, saying goodbye to the past…
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The Great Vacation- part 4
The sun rose and alerted me that, no matter where I was or what the schedule for the day was, it was 5 o’clock in my brain and time to wake up. I lay there instead of getting up, watching my little boy sleep, curls sleep tousled and cheeks flushed. He would move, and snuggle…
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The Great Vacation- Part 3
The Ol’homestead Our first full day back at the place where I grew up. My little dude had spent the night scratching in his sleep while I gently and repeatedly moved him back from the edge of the bed. He’s a vigorous sleeper, and often came dangerously close to falling off. He woke first, as…
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The Great Vacation- Part 2
Day two of the Great Vacation began with the sound of rain on the roof. It had poured all night, and in between fear that my youngest would fall out of bed (using my legs as a gate as prevention) and listening to the rhapsody of people snoring, I was able to enjoy most of…