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Confessions... Thoughts Better Not Left Unsaid: My book, Companion now has its own Facebook page
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Friday, June 25, 2010. My book, Companion now has its own Facebook page. After years of having readers track me down, I decided that my book needed its own Facebook page. I am hoping that I can help people connect with one another and provide a place for myself and readers to share interesting information, links, etc. I am just in the infancy stages of building a public page, so please bear with me as I attempt this new learning curve! Posted by Stephanie Ericsson. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Confessions... Thoughts Better Not Left Unsaid
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Monday, August 3, 2009. Hell No, We Won't Go. My son told me he would come to the shelter with me. But something still bothered me. Was the one who'd objected to putting him through that. So my friend, Julie, helped me break down the logic in a conversation we had this weekend about values. Do we live according to the values that we hold? Or do we change our values to suit the occasion? We weren't talking about this situation, but one that still had to do with parenting. I am a terrible disciplinarian,.
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Confessions... Thoughts Better Not Left Unsaid: I Have Moved
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Monday, October 31, 2011. This blog has been discontinued but you're still welcomed to browse this blog. I will not be adding anything new to it from this point on. My new blog has a different focus and design and I invite you to stop by and explore it. If you'd like to contact me, you can at steph@stephericsson.com. Thanks for your support! Posted by Stephanie Ericsson. Do leave your comments, shared experiences and suggestions are very welcomed. And also a way to contact you. Thank you! On Art As Life.
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Confessions... Thoughts Better Not Left Unsaid
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Sunday, August 2, 2009. This was on side of the road @ ground Zero in NYC after 911. taken by a gal that I know. It's one of my favorites I have the orginal and often find myself staring @ the picture. Can't imagine the horror of it all and yet having the courage and guts to spray paint this.bet it was a #cowboyupgurlz. Posted by Stephanie Ericsson. Do leave your comments, shared experiences and suggestions are very welcomed. And also a way to contact you. Thank you! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Confessions... Thoughts Better Not Left Unsaid: today... my blackout on communication
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Monday, February 1, 2010. Today my blackout on communication. Soon, I'll be back. For now, please know that your prayers and good wishes have kept us afloat. Posted by Stephanie Ericsson. Do leave your comments, shared experiences and suggestions are very welcomed. And also a way to contact you. Thank you! Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Browse Inside My Book, Companion Through The Darkness. Companion now has it own Facebook Page! Companion Through The Darkness, Inner Dialogues on Grief. Grief is a t...
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Confessions... Thoughts Better Not Left Unsaid: It’s Time You Knew...
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Thursday, July 9, 2009. It’s Time You Knew. What Does One Pack for the Homeless Shelter? We're packing and packing and packing. My son and his friends. Cain. and Skye. George. Melinda. such good friends. (Funny, how many people. 8212;I've been guilty of it too! Found a cheap, dry, 24-7 place to store our things. But really—we have to be. Have a need for should go closer to the front. Ugh. What about things that we'll need in the interim? Do I dare bring my laptop to the shelter? Do I bring my own pillow?
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Confessions... Thoughts Better Not Left Unsaid: It’s Time You Knew...
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Sunday, July 12, 2009. It’s Time You Knew. There are these women, see? Women who've sent me direct messages on Twitter or emailed me, or posted to my blog. These women, who saw me floundering, make it a point to support me almost every day. You can do it. Each of them says, each in their own way. Some send prayers. Some send money. Some send me their stories. Some even send me 'virtual' flowers! One of these women, givelovecoffee. A coffee micro-roaster with her own company, Moon Monkey Coffee. Your twee...
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Confessions... Thoughts Better Not Left Unsaid: It’s Time You Knew...
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Saturday, July 11, 2009. It’s Time You Knew. The seeds of compassion and love. Oh, to have the stamina of a 16 year old boy! My son, Henry and his friend, Cain, have been packing and boxing for days and yesterday, they moved all those boxes and furniture. Michael, a good friend of Henry's since first grade, also showed up to help. Wow. I'm so impressed. I'd have to love someone to the moon! To show up on their moving day! Where will you be staying tomorrow night? Those connections are vital to me, person...
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Confessions... Thoughts Better Not Left Unsaid: It’s Time You Knew
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Tuesday, July 28, 2009. It’s Time You Knew. Now I understand why we don't hear too much from the homeless, themselves. I can't find my voice. I don't want to talk to anyone. I don't want to write. I can't find my voice. Every time I start, I choke up. I don't sleep well at all because I have no bed. Right now, I'm staying at my daughter's on her couch and it's awful. I wake up with my chronic pain throbbing in all the old familiar places. This is as much as I can write today. At least it's something.