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A slice of a heart
Recently I wrote a blog about the loss of my aunt. I spoke of death, a subject so many of us fear. I am one of the many. Yes, I fear death. I fear its unknown quality and I despise … Continue reading
Up close and personal
Recently I wrote a post about death and the nature of its inevitability. Last week was one of the many times death sat next to me. My aunt the last remaining sibling of my father clings to life by a … Continue reading
Oh death, not you again
Run fast, run hard but you cannot hide from death. It will appear either as a soft wind or a violent storm. It will find you and take its place where you are. All the exercise and good eating will … Continue reading
A divergent path
When I was planning my wedding, I mentioned to my father that I wanted to wear black. Needless to say he had a mild episode and I had a feeling I would not be wearing black. I had always heard … Continue reading
Just a little thought
If the day comes when others call you crazy, shrug it off. If they laugh at your ideas and dreams, shrug it off. When they call your dreams stupid or tell you it can’t be done, go ahead, do it … Continue reading
BE BIG
I am a visual artist and with that comes rejection, a lot of rejection. Not only from museum curators but from society at large. It really bites to be rejected and can send one screaming for the nearest bed to … Continue reading
Oh the pain
I have always been a coward when It comes to pain. As a kid my fear of pain led me to live a careful life less I hurt myself and end up in pain. Of course, that was not a … Continue reading
going toe to toe
The other day my sister told me she was in the process of ending two long term friendships. These women had been in her circle of friends since she had moved to the area where she now lives. After numerous … Continue reading
Acting like a lady
Recently a close friend spoke of my anger. Apparently my voice had given me away. I had spoken loudly and with passion. I had spoken of discontent and voiced my concern about the world in which we live. I had … Continue reading
Living at the speed of life
As a little kid, I was raised to be afraid. I was warned about the boogey man who I assumed lived in every closet. I was warned by the old Baptist preacher about the heat of hell. I was warned … Continue reading