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Category Archives: Navel Gazing (and I Don’t Mean Oranges)
Changing the Metrics
In February of last year, on the last day of my trip to Rio de Janeiro, I had the entire day to myself. I spent the morning riding skycars up to the Sugar Loaf Mountain and traipsing around a series … Continue reading
Excerpts from “Blue Nights” and My Own As-Yet-Unwritten Memoir
Joan Didion wrote “The Year of Magical Thinking” after her husband, John Dunne, died of a heart attack at the dinner table, and her daughter, Quintana Roo, collapsed into a serious illness from which no doctor could retrieve her for … Continue reading
Extracting Light
I am struggling a little bit, just a little bit. A couple of tears slipped down my cheek when our church children’s choir sang Away in a Manger at our Lessons and Carols service this week. Afterwards our preacher read … Continue reading
I Won a Major Award!
I recently won a major award. Oh wait, not that. This: The above is an award currently circulating among bloggers, and Magic Cookie decided I was an interesting enough person that she would bestow it upon me. Although I like … Continue reading
Distracted
I just read an article about being a distracted parent. It was a bit overwrought in my opinion – MAN, do twenty first century parents really know how to beat ourselves up – but its point is one I take. … Continue reading
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