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Archive for August, 2008

Forgiveness…for what it’s worth

Thursday, August 28th, 2008

At some point in our lives we are guaranteed to get screwed.  It’s part of the experience.  You grieve, you relearn trust, eventually you forgive and finally you move on.  Watching loved ones get hurt is infinitely more frustrating.
It is Groundhog Day.  You hear sniffles on the other end of the phone.  “It’s over” you hear [...]

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It’s still &*^$%# Tuesday?

Tuesday, August 26th, 2008

Work challenged my nerve endings today.  I smiled through it but now my face is tired and I just caught myself watching the pasta water come to a boil.  Since I can’t offer my lovely readers and friends any thoughtful insights today - I’ll let you laugh

WASHINGTON, DC—After running a thousand errands, working [...]

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Lost in Translation

Sunday, August 24th, 2008

“There is a saying in Brazil” my friend began as he struggled to interpret from his native Portuguese for my benefit. I love idioms, but some expressions can throw a curve ball to even native speakers.

This morning I ignored the trace amounts of vodka which remained in my blood system from a Saturday night and [...]

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Honoring the Relapse

Friday, August 22nd, 2008

Everyone has a day when they are off their game.  A day when you can’t or won’t to find a silver lining this side of the Mississippi and you give in or give up.  I’ve talked about giving myself permission to spend the day indoors and unshowered even if the sun is shining.  I’ve parked myself [...]

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Riddle this

Wednesday, August 20th, 2008

Please for the love of all that is holy, do not say “home where you make it”.  Whether I’ve “made it” on multiple coasts, in multiple countries, in numerous beds, houses, or the occassional state park has no bearing on where home is.  Home is a feeling and I’m not feelin it.
Even after I say otherwise after a [...]

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