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Lessons In Waiting From A Paint Brush

Sometimes all you have is the paintbrush in your hand.  I stood in front of the small fence that runs across our front yard.  There were a lot a things that I didn’t know yesterday.  But whether or not this fence needed a little paint was not one of them. I knew...

The Door That Said, "No."

(We experienced a “closed door” at the Jarvis House this week.  This is what processing looks like in my head…) Hear that? It’s the sound of a door closing. You’re walking forward, careful but confident, approaching a door way that...

An "Altar"ed State Of Mind

The tears come fast and hard. Dreams and plans that have been whirling in my head threaten to come crashing down around me as the spinning plates of circumstance wobble above my head. There are too many variables.  Too many things that have to fall into place.  Way...

Only Defense

Imagine this: A wiry, hairy beast with arms longer than any ten foot pole that could keep him away.  Googly, bulging, bloodshot eyes and a slobbering tongue hanging from a mouth only half full of rotten yellow teeth. His feet are narrow and flat, yet he jumps up and...

When Wrong Makes A Right Turn

I showed up at the airport, blurry eyed and tired. Hubby had to drop me off on his way to work. Seven hours early for my flight to Seattle.  Time to sit and write and read to my heart’s content. Or so I thought. As I handed the desk attendant my ID and...

Going To War

(Everyone has something worth fighting for.  We just have to figure it out and do it…) I stood in front of the mirror this morning in just my skivvies. Normally I wouldn’t do this before putting my contacts in or my glasses on, to avoid the obvious. But...