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The Blog of Love: January 2013
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January 08, 2013. I sometimes remember some gratitudes. When I worry about money or the future, or the past, I sometimes remember some gratitudes:. I am healthy, not burdened with chronic illness. I am (relatively) sane, not struggling with paranoia, psychosis, anxiety or delusion. I am proud, not looking over my shoulder from unresolved guilt or shame. I am sober, not struggling with substance abuse or addiction. I am fortunate and grateful for my life. Posted by E. John Love. Tuesday, January 08, 2013.
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The Blog of Love: December 2011
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December 26, 2011. Of Christmas Trees Past. The Christmas Tree is supposed to symbolize something about Christmas, but I don't remember what I read about it. Article says people have been decorating trees and celebrating around them during this time of year since the 15 th. Century. That's a long history of sweeping up pine needles. Anyway, Christmas has always brought mixed emotions for me, and the tree and the ritual of setting it up has always been a big part of that. Tree that looked more natural and...
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The Blog of Love: June 2013
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June 01, 2013. The Return of That Mild Funk. I've felt a flatness, a malaise, a blandness in my days. That's what's been haunting my gut for the past couple of weeks. It's the feeling that things just aren't that great anymore, that I'm not able to deal with my job, or I might drop the ball. Gradually, these feelings morph into the worry that maybe I've painted my life into a corner; that maybe the future will only look as good as it does today, and nothing better will come. My Mother had been bi-polar, ...
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The Blog of Love: October 2012
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October 14, 2012. Looking back, and moving forward. On a grey, rainy day, I'm reminded of people and times from my past, and I wonder how I have let my past affect my choices about my future. My parents each struggled with alcohol, and in varying degrees, with depression and anxiety. More than thirty years after going through the last of their fights, after "graduating" from a youth of stress and uncertainty, I still wonder how it's affected my ability to live and choose my life freely. There was always ...
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The Blog of Love: September 2013
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September 22, 2013. 2 ibs lean ground beef. 1 tin tomato soup. 2 tins beef broth. 1 lg tin stewed tomatos. A couple tablespoons (or more) of pearl barley. Brown ground beef, drain and rinse with water and drain again. Cut onions (julien to cook faster) and put in pot with beef. Add all liquids (beef broth, tomato soup). Salt and pepper to taste. Bring to a bold, then reduce and simmer for 20 minutes. Nice with fresh dinner rolls or portugese buns! Posted by E. John Love. Sunday, September 22, 2013.
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The Blog of Love: Nobody asks to be born.
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April 21, 2013. Nobody asks to be born. Nobody asks to be born. Although our parents may, in their way, choose us and have affect the circumstances of our birth, we don't ask to be born or have a say in who our parents are. If you have an open mind and open eyes and ears, you might see through the cracks in those protective walls, and peek through the edges of the blinders, and see your own journey - your own unexplored territory. Posted by E. John Love. Sunday, April 21, 2013. Labels: e. john love.
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The Blog of Love: Mother's Day, 2013
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May 12, 2013. Mother's Day, 2013. In my memory, the women who were mothers or mother figures when I was a kid were hard-working, long-suffering people who stood at the centre of their families and withstood the various storms of being a mom and managing kids. So, I guess my wish for mother's day is that my mother might have had more personal fulfillment in her life, and if that meant I might not have existed, that would be okay with me. Posted by E. John Love. Sunday, May 12, 2013. About E. John Love.
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The Blog of Love: December 2012
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December 01, 2012. Look at them, at their best. So here's to who they were, or might have been, in sweeter days:. Angela, maybe 25 or more, wearing a mink coat and elegant in white gloves, standing like a model, on the airport runway before boarding a plane. A woman leaving Victoria, going somewhere - maybe flying off to a music conservatory back east to sing opera and play the piano. She could make music for herself or someone else. I'll make of them what I will to honour who they might have been.
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The Blog of Love: June 2012
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June 09, 2012. Grieve not." Part 2: The Life of Tiger. In a previous post, I described the pain and sorrow of losing our little cat, Sylvester. Sylvester had a long life of over 19 years - for which my wife and I are grateful and proud, but all the same, little "Sly" was the first of our two cats to pass on. After Sly's passing, we took some comfort that his brother Tiger was still with us, and still relatively robust in his 20th year. Who'd lost his brother and best friend. So, we lavished love and ...
