I Owe Nothing But All

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“And still, after all this time,
The sun never says to the earth,
“You owe Me.”

Look what happens with
A love like that,
It lights the Whole Sky.”

― Hafiz

When Karma Kisses You On The Forehead

When you are married for a long time, you act out the different roles life gives you. We start as friends and lovers, become partners and spouses, and sometimes even caretakers. We make it through weddings and funerals, we celebrate success and we share losses and defeat.

And Just Like That It’s Over -A Workmen’s Comp Nightmare!

1.616 days ago my husband fell at work. He slipped on an oil-water spill someone had left unattended. An accident at work! On the 6th of December 2018, a special kind of nightmare began, one nobody prepares you for, because somehow we all think we are covered by an insurance, known to all in the US as Workmen’s Compensation.

Happy Birthday, Vader

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We don’t know his birthday. We took him in on August 5th, 2022 when he was approximately three months old, and decided a few months later that May 5th will be known to the world as Vader’s birthday, which makes today his first birthday.

Frogs and Purses

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I chuckled when I saw the cartoon. This was so me when I was that little. All dressed up like a girl, but not wanting to be one, at least not at that age. The acceptance that I wasn’t a boy came years later, the love for being a woman arrived just in time for adulthood.

I did it!

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For the last three months, I have worked like a mad woman with only one goal in mind, a new commercial sewing machine. My old one had waved the white flag by the end of last year and right now I do my ‘magic’ on a loaner machine I could borrow from one of my former students.

The Nightmare Before St. Patrick’s Day

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I am Irish by marriage, meaning I have a husband with red cheeks and an Irish last name. McSomething...but not the Donald. Which makes me an Austrian-Italian-American-Irish Mut.

The Tree

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For a long time I wanted to see you again,
my old childhood friend.
There were some things I wanted to tell you
and I knew you would understand.

Cutting Loose

It was a Michael Jackson concert, somewhere in Europe in the 80s, and the people around me went wild. They danced, they screamed, and they let go of whatever they had bottled up inside. Yet, I couldn’t.

I enjoyed the concert. I clapped, I sang, and I moved to the music, but I never let loose.

Softly Falls The Snow

Softly falls the snow,
Quiet and frozen rests the lake.
Christmas-like sparkles the forest:
Rejoice! The Christkind* will soon be here.