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Quotidian Musings: Strange Bedfellows
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Saturday, January 10, 2015. I was reminded of a time years ago when, as part of a job, I was expected to deal with a couple of people that had committed hideous acts against children. (I declined.) But it was pointed out to me that I had probably dealt with similar people in other arenas without knowing it. They may have been correct, but it still seemed different to me. And it remains that way. Perhaps. Should one take advantage of those opportunities, even if the other party wouldn't/couldn't? I am cer...
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Quotidian Musings: Mortality
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Monday, February 10, 2014. Before too long, you realize that even IF this isn't going to be whatever it is that will spell your demise, something will and that every day lived is a day closer to that day. And you begin to wonder what that means for your life going forward. Between blood tests and CAT scans and this and that, you have quite a bit of time for reflecting. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Subscribe To Quotidian Musings. Or not to lecture. BECOMING DEPENDENT - DEALING WITH FORCED CHANGE.
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Quotidian Musings: March 2011
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Sunday, March 6, 2011. Shortly after my mind started spinning at the manipulation of Twain’s words, a tragedy unfolded in Tucson, Arizona in which 19 people were shot with 6 killed by a deranged young man. Almost immediately mud started being flung from both ends of the political spectrum blaming the other for their inflammatory language causing the incident. It started a discussion about the lack of civil discourse in this country, particularly in the political arena. What is to be done? How do we maint...
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Quotidian Musings: Father's Day
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Monday, June 20, 2011. Father’s Day is not a holiday that has had much of a place in my life. My parents divorced just before my 5. Birthday and my father, quite literally, disappeared from my life for five years. We had some vague notion that he’d moved to California, but birthdays and Christmases came and went with no word. And no matter how hard I tried to convince myself that I didn’t care and it didn’t hurt, I never quite succeeded. I learned early that you can miss what you never had. Someone to lo...
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Quotidian Musings: August 2012
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Monday, August 13, 2012. A man walking on the moon was just too much. She'd had enough! In the end, she lived 94 years, out living everyone who had shared her memories of all these changes. I've always admired the wisdom she showed in knowing when enough was enough. And as I've gotten older, I've wondered when I might reach the point of recognizing when enough is enough. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Subscribe To Quotidian Musings. Or not to lecture. BECOMING DEPENDENT - DEALING WITH FORCED CHANGE. In one ...
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Quotidian Musings: One Last Resolution
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Wednesday, December 31, 2014. While it is traditional to declare resolutions at this time of year, I've decided that resolutions are too heavy and bring potentially too much negativity. The classic "I'm going to lose weight" brings with it the inevitable "OR? As for aspirations for the coming year, there are many. Some creative. Some productive. Some self nurturing. Some nurturing of others. All worthwhile. May you who read this have whatever good things you most wish for in the coming year and always.
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Quotidian Musings: February 2010
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Monday, February 8, 2010. Which isn't a problem. The problems come when others assume you can't do things, like jobs, because of it. The gradual invisibility which descends on "women of a certain age." The dismissals that occur from others based on nothing but a birth-date. These are the things I am not looking forward to and plan to reject as much as possible. It's mind-boggling how we collectively approach age. "Really? You look so much younger than that! No matter what that. Thursday, February 4, 2010.
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Quotidian Musings: January 2015
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Saturday, January 10, 2015. I was reminded of a time years ago when, as part of a job, I was expected to deal with a couple of people that had committed hideous acts against children. (I declined.) But it was pointed out to me that I had probably dealt with similar people in other arenas without knowing it. They may have been correct, but it still seemed different to me. And it remains that way. Perhaps. Should one take advantage of those opportunities, even if the other party wouldn't/couldn't? I am cer...
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Quotidian Musings: November 2014
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Monday, November 24, 2014. Under other circumstances, it could have been amusing in a Charlie Chaplin, Harold Lloyd, Keystone Cops kind of way. But they say that comedy is all about timing and nothing, absolutely nothing, is funny at 3:30 in the morning. All of this is due to a visitation, before the crack of dawn, by the world's worst repo man. I'm not disputing the company's right to expect payment for the purchase. I'm not disputing their right to repossess it if payment is not forthcoming. I'...I am ...
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Quotidian Musings: The way things are
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Sunday, November 27, 2011. The way things are. I'm up early this morning. Contemplating the way things are. Because that's what you do when it is the wee hours of the morning. And you're sick. And you have no health insurance. The first thoughts that come to you are those of dread. Why the heck is my throat hurting so much? If it's strep, what am I going to do about it? Sure, the fever got rather high yesterday, but aspirin took the edge off of that, too. It's not serious. Really, it's not. Then comes th...
