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Agates

I hope I get her agates when she dies. Maybe not her entire collection, for I don’t want to appear greedy. Even one amber agate to soften the excruciating loss of her. I imagine cradling it. Letting the essence of her wash over me. She would laugh, “There is no agate door to me once…

Sea Glass

Let me be like sea glass Shattered free from what once made me whole Let me be broken open without fear and fuss Adrift from all I once called mine. Trusting the ancient buoyancy of salt water Surrendering to waves and rocks grinding at my edges Let me lie hidden until serenely polished To keep…

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February sensory bin is ready to go!❤️💜

Today is my sister Carolyn’s birthday. She would be a 40 year old middle-aged woman were it not for the car accident over twenty years ago. 💕Love you baby sister 💕

Our area is all abuzz with whether there will be snow or not in a few days. This picture is my pots on my patio a few years back. We shall see what mother nature brings this year.

More about the journey of writing a book. “Writing is a series of steps. The first step is getting the idea from my brain onto my laptop. My brain can’t be too tired or distracted. Often my fingers are unable to type fast enough for the floodgate of words spilling out. It feels like my brain is vomiting. My only goal is for words to land somewhere on the page. Sometimes this takes several writing sessions for like any good purging of the gut, the brain belly must be fully emptied. Side roads needing exploration pop up, “Oh, that’s interesting. I’m glad you thought of that,” I say to myself as I follow each lead as far as I can. This step is complete when I have nothing left to add.” Read the full entry and excerpt from the book draft by following the link in my bio. Sign up there to receive notifications of more written words from me.

Snow is on the forecast!

I have celebrated many New Years with him. Nobody tells you even though you have been together over 30 years, there are still new things to learn about each other and yourself. Some sweet, some hard. Loving yourself and another is not for the faint of heart.

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