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I think about my dad every day. This year marks our eighth Father’s Day without him. In our family's early years, my dad often scheduled his work travel so he was away on that third Sunday in June, avoiding the discomfort of having his five children fuss over him on what should have been his special day.... Continue Reading →
A friend reminded me of this post from earlier this year. She also noticed that I had been writing less. I’ve been so busy. Looking forward to summer break and much more writing.
This reblog is for you Wendy xoxo
A morning of soccer, my body aches. I treat myself to a massage, communal style. A whispering masseuse directs me to my waiting bed, among several others. I sit on its edge, a steaming tub of water soothes my tired feet, calloused and sore. She stands behind me and holds a small patterned apron across my chest as I breath deeply and struggle to remove my damp sports bra. Strings pull tightly under my arms and across my back, and then relax as she completes the knot, holding the apron in place.
My neck, shoulders, and back exposed; I am calm, my breathing deep, eyes closed, head bowed, and hair tousled. I had removed the rubber bands, leaving them in my car’s dusty cup holder, forgetting I would need them to pull my hair up and away from my neck and shoulders. I wished for a moment that I had remembered to bring at least one hair tie with me. But before my thought is…
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I’m awake, though my eyes are closed. The morning sun fills my bedroom. My eyelids flicker, and I resist welcoming the day. I lie in bed, my back stiff and sore from too much sleep, and carefully stretch as one false move can throw my back completely out of whack. Getting old is definitely a... Continue Reading →
My alarm wakes me. I hate alarms. I sweep my hand between the sheets searching for my cell phone. I accidentally knock it to the floor. Hanging my head over the bed’s edge, I spot the familiar glow. I want to hit snooze, but know I will pay dearly for that extra ten minutes. In... Continue Reading →
It’s been over four months since I began writing my blog. I took some time to review my past writing, my growth and my journey. I decided reblog one of my favorite stories. Enjoy the read or the re-read as the case may be. Thank you friends for your continued encouragement and support. New post soon. I promise.
My favorite exercise and escape is walking on the beach. I run across the highway to the trail and am greeted by the sunset. I squint my eyes, take a deep breath and shake off the day. This is my peace. My body quickly finds its rhythm, its pace, and my legs lead the way, allowing my mind to wander.
I think of my parents everyday, on every walk. I can see my mom and I strolling along the shore, usually in winter, picking up sea glass, sand dollars, when we could find them, and unusual rocks and shells. She had a knack for finding unique treasures with interesting textures and colors. I loved that quality in her . . .to find beauty where no one else could, when it wasn’t obvious. I see my dad and I running on the trail together. His pace always pushed me, until he was nearly sixty and then he struggled to keep up with me. I remember one evening we ended the run at his…
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I am not a fan of New Year's Eve. I never have been. Over the years I've participated in every type of New Year's celebration, dinner parties and dancing, family nights, a couple trips to Vegas. I can only think of a few times that met my expectations, and probably because I didn't have any. With that in mind, I decided weeks ago . .... Continue Reading →
I have a tendency to be very hard on myself, hyper critical and unforgiving, particularly when it comes to failed relationships. I don’t cut myself one bit of slack and will generally take full responsibility for the demise of my attempts at together forever or a possible happily ever after. In some cases the blame... Continue Reading →
Fellow Blogger Karen of One Salty Kiss nominated me for the Liebster Award. No cash prize or trophy just a great way for bloggers to recognize and support other, new bloggers. Thanks for the vote of confidence Karen. I've only been at this for a few months. After receiving the award, I answer ten questions... Continue Reading →
Three months ago I started my little blog. My purpose was to take creative risks, through writing and reflection, becoming a better version of myself in the process. I hoped my personal journey would inspire others in some small way. This evening I re-read my very first blog post, and the comments as well. I was a bit surprised at... Continue Reading →
Late this afternoon I found myself driving on the California freeways as the sun was setting. I was coming home from a day in LA. Pink and blue cotton candy clouds filled the sky and I knew sunset at the beach would be amazing. According to Siri and her skillful navigation, I would be home just in time to catch it.... Continue Reading →
Bare Naked in Public 