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Boomer Gran: June 2014
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A baby-boomer grandmother muses about kids, politics, family, bigotry, religion, and whatever else triggers the synapses! Monday, June 30, 2014. Pilgrimage - June 30, 2014. I left there and drove north a few miles to Flamingo Jim's - one of our never-to-be-missed destinations on the Coast. They have everything from t-shirts to knick-knacks, not all flamingo related, but just a fun place to shop and pick up little odds and ends for ourselves and the grandkids. My final destination was Munson Creek Falls, ...
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Boomer Gran: April 2014
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A baby-boomer grandmother muses about kids, politics, family, bigotry, religion, and whatever else triggers the synapses! Tuesday, April 29, 2014. April 29, 2011. I opened my eyes. Eight o'clock! Where was Jim with my morning cup of coffee? He never let me sleep this late, and since I'd fallen from his truck four days ago, he was especially solicitous, wanting to know how I was feeling, if I'd slept well, was I in pain. Something was wrong, really wrong. What train, honey? No," he said, showing a flash o...
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Boomer Gran: May 2013
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A baby-boomer grandmother muses about kids, politics, family, bigotry, religion, and whatever else triggers the synapses! Thursday, May 30, 2013. It's the little things. Here we are, two years later, and the only thing that doesn't change is that I keep being surprised by the changes! Lest you get the wrong idea, let me rush to say that I'm in no way wanting to hurry him out of this world! It's not a skill I ever wanted, but I certainly am thankful that I developed it! That was an eye-opener! Loved it...
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Boomer Gran: April 2012
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A baby-boomer grandmother muses about kids, politics, family, bigotry, religion, and whatever else triggers the synapses! Saturday, April 21, 2012. One year. Fifty-two weeks. Anniversaries come around like that. They start with, "One week ago." or "One month ago." but eventually the weeks and months become a year, and we sit and wonder where the time went. How can it have been so long? How did it go by so quickly? I'd just visited my doctor, complaining of pain in my left leg. He'd ordered x-rays, gi...
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Boomer Gran: April 29, 2011
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A baby-boomer grandmother muses about kids, politics, family, bigotry, religion, and whatever else triggers the synapses! Tuesday, April 29, 2014. April 29, 2011. I opened my eyes. Eight o'clock! Where was Jim with my morning cup of coffee? He never let me sleep this late, and since I'd fallen from his truck four days ago, he was especially solicitous, wanting to know how I was feeling, if I'd slept well, was I in pain. Something was wrong, really wrong. What train, honey? No," he said, showing a flash o...
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Boomer Gran: Change
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A baby-boomer grandmother muses about kids, politics, family, bigotry, religion, and whatever else triggers the synapses! Saturday, September 15, 2012. Change is good, people say. Change can also be bad, sad, distressing. Change can even, I suppose, be neutral. On a more emotional level, I'm experiencing the almost daily change in how my life is ordered, and the ebb and flow of Jim's physical and mental limitations. That will never change. September 15, 2012 at 9:36 PM. September 15, 2012 at 11:49 PM.
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Boomer Gran: July 2013
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A baby-boomer grandmother muses about kids, politics, family, bigotry, religion, and whatever else triggers the synapses! Wednesday, July 24, 2013. You're funny, Grief,. But I'm not laughing. Some days - not many -. You are there, but gentle:. Bringing memories of happy times. Days when we smiled and laughed,. Days when we quarreled and made up,. Days when life was just. Wine on the deck. Ducks in the yard. You're like the Class IV Rapids. On Jim's beloved Deschutes:. Today, for example,. Days yet to come.
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Boomer Gran: Secrets
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A baby-boomer grandmother muses about kids, politics, family, bigotry, religion, and whatever else triggers the synapses! Thursday, July 4, 2013. There is a secret place that lovers share,. A place that is theirs alone. It's the place that holds the memories. Of the first kiss,. The first fight,. And the first time you silently forgave. For a hurt that the other didn't even know had happened. In this place,. This place of memories,. Of hours spent together,. Here live the private words,. The stolen looks,.
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Boomer Gran: March 2012
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A baby-boomer grandmother muses about kids, politics, family, bigotry, religion, and whatever else triggers the synapses! Saturday, March 24, 2012. Do not ask me to remember,. Don't try to make me understand,. Let me rest and know you're with me,. Kiss my cheek and hold my hand. I'm confused beyond your concept,. I am sad and sick and lost. All I know is that I need you. To be with me at all cost. Do not lose your patience with me,. Do not scold or curse or cry. I can't help the way I'm acting,.
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Not The Droids You're Looking For: The Morning Run
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Not The Droids You're Looking For. Mostly this is just a place where I blow off steam. I will tell you all about what bugs me the most, and what I find fascinating and entertaining. Equal parts complaining about what is WRONG with the world and embracing what is RIGHT with it. Monday, March 22, 2010. My Battle To Get Out Of Bed In The Morning. But it's raining. Or it's too cold. Or it's too dark. Or I'm tired or sore. To do It's not like work, which I've managed to wake up for every morning for about eve...
