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Other Pieces of Me: The Ladybug Turns One!!!

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Monday, December 10, 2012. The Ladybug Turns One! Ladybug turned one in late October. I know it is such a cliché to say this, but holy heck did THAT go fast! The day of her birthday was gorgeous and we had good friends and family come over to help us celebrate. And because nothing is ever simple in our lives, we also scheduled our two cords of firewood to be delivered that day AND our winter CSA pick up was during the party. At least the wood delivery provided entertainment for the masses. Little G and f...

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Other Pieces of Me: May 2013

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Friday, May 10, 2013. How come it is so easy for me? How could I possibly ever know what she is going through? She doesn't even know me, but she is resentful of me and my ease. The woman quickly glances around between swings and jabs at her cheeks as she hefts the overwhelmed boy away. She is looking for someone. Another mother, perhaps. Someone who will be looking back at her knowingly. She doesn't find her, but she moves forward into the evening faithful that she will meet her someday. I am a writer.

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Other Pieces of Me: Summer's Best Two Weeks - week one

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Monday, November 19, 2012. Summer's Best Two Weeks - week one. So let's go back again. Back to the summer. I wanted to write about this as it was happening as it was truly magical, but we were so busy and life was so full, that there was just no time to even comprehend all of it, no less write about it. But let me start at the beginning. So, I defaulted to the plan I always make when faced with such a dilemma and I made sure we got out of the house every day.and when I say get out, I mean we got OUT!

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Other Pieces of Me: Kindness Matters: A Conversation

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Thursday, December 20, 2012. Kindness Matters: A Conversation. A well-dressed, older businessman seated at the door into the car touches my arm and says brusquely, "this is the quiet car.". I respond, "I know". A few months ago they designated the car closest to the engine a quiet car. Passengers are asked to silence cell phones, speak in hushed voices and turn down the volume on electronic devices. The man is persistant, "you can not be here". Him on the platform. He. I ask him if he'd like a granola ba...

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Other Pieces of Me: A Monday Return

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Monday, December 17, 2012. I drove Little G to school today like I do every day. Tires splashing through rain. Late autumn darkness shadowing the roads. We spoke to Little G at dinner on Saturday. He is so young, but he listens. He hears. He understands. I drove Little G to school today like I do every day. Radio tuned to Christmas music. A beloved toy for entertainment. He listens. He hears. He understands. I think the parent will share something fun, Little G. But if you hear something scary today,...

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Other Pieces of Me: Occupy Our Street

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Monday, November 26, 2012. Last week I told you all about the last two weeks of summer. Looking back, I can honestly say it was a magical two weeks. Oh there were lots of tantrums and other blips, but all around, we had a great time chasing the sun every day and I can actually say I am looking forward to doing it all again next summer, too. Low and behold, my former roommate, 'Laura' and her husband, Grins Quietly, had a tent they could use and we had a back yard. Little G's tent went up quickly! Technic...

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Other Pieces of Me: Reflection

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Friday, May 10, 2013. How come it is so easy for me? How could I possibly ever know what she is going through? She doesn't even know me, but she is resentful of me and my ease. The woman quickly glances around between swings and jabs at her cheeks as she hefts the overwhelmed boy away. She is looking for someone. Another mother, perhaps. Someone who will be looking back at her knowingly. She doesn't find her, but she moves forward into the evening faithful that she will meet her someday. I am a writer.

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Other Pieces of Me: March 2013

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Wednesday, March 06, 2013. There are all sorts of books and manipulatives and toys in the waiting area of an office I visit weekly with Little G. One such book is Fill a Bucket: A Guide to Daily Happiness for Young Children. The inside of the flap says: The concept of a full bucket is an effective metaphor for a child's healthy self-concept and happiness, most often the result of the encouraging words and actions of parents and others who help a child know they are loved, valued, and capable. SoWhat Else...

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Other Pieces of Me: Poetic Justice

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Thursday, April 04, 2013. You didn't yell at me. You didn't strike out at me. You didn't shoot bullets at me. You didn't preach to me. You didn't shun me. But you wished I would be silent. I speak. love. Dreamed up by Coasting Anon. Why we gotta label everything? Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). I am a daughter, a friend,. A sister, a wife, a mother,. A designer and a creator. I am a writer. I write what I know. I am funny. I am real. I am not always good. I am sometimes great. More about being banned.

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Other Pieces of Me: A Year Ago

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Saturday, October 27, 2012. A year ago, my belly was round and hard and swollen and filled with you, my beautiful daughter. A year ago, I had so many desires for you and so many anxieties about change and no time to actually ruminate long on any of it because I was chasing around your brother. A year ago, I only had a sample of one to consider when trying to understand what we were in for. A year ago, I wondered how our family would change, how we would stay the same. A year ago, I kissed your brother go...