Tag: a writers life
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Every Knock is a Gift
I’m wearing my winter robe and there’s something extremely comforting in that. The outdoor temps cooled down to 50℉ overnight, so the indoor temp is sitting between heat and A/C where neither is running and I’ve opened the backdoor for the dogs at least 10 times in the brief amount of time I’ve been awake.…
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Go Where We Know
I love how each day is already planned out for us, but it’s often our plans that get in the way. I heard a story years ago and can recall snippets, but don’t quote me on this. When we get to heaven, we each have our own space with some of our favorite things. A…
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The Art of Ironing
It’s almost the time of year to swap the winter robe for my gauzy writing robe and I love the feel of this robe. It’s made by Honest Cotton and when walking, it floats along with you. I’ve worn it for years, so it’s thinning in the elbows from writing. When I was 18, I…
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Matcha the Moment
A steady flow of challenges have occurred this month and I don’t get excited when this happens, but I remain curious to what each one wants to show me. When life becomes stressful, I look for quiet moments to practice the breath and sometimes this includes watching a calm, 10 minute video on one of…
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The Agility Test
My neighbor, Mr. Mike, has backed his trucked into his garage for as long as I’ve known him. I wonder if it’s some kind of test for him personally, like the day he backs into the house is when he parks his truck for good, or maybe it’s just a guy thing because the flow…
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I Believe You
In Texas it seems that it has to be windy for the outdoor temp to drop quickly as I laid in bed one night recently and listened to it howl. Just the laying in bed part was huge progress for me because I used to be terrified of strong wind…especially during the night and you’d…
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Spark the Spirit of Christmas-While Living Solo
This is a difficult season for many and it’s been a struggle for me most of my life, but it seems I’ve gone back to my roots. Every Christmas, Mama moved a piece of furniture out of our den to make space for the tree and one of my older brothers was nominated to climb…
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Walking the Winter
Winter is my favorite time of year to walk and this began a couple of winter’s ago. Walking, for me, is the best form of exercise because every part of the body is pumping. The crisp air fills my lungs as I remember to breathe and inhale deeply. My favorite jeans are getting baggy around…
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More Than a Haircut
I’m letting my hair grow and this began in 2025. I’m not sure when, but once the weather warmed, I just stopped getting it cut. I told my hairdresser this bright idea as she finished reshaping my short hair and she said, “Alright. I’ll see you in 2 months!” It was one of the hard…
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The Right Size
In October, during my birthday evening, I drove to one of my favorite shopping centers that I try to stay away from. This center offers one of my favorite stores, World Market, but I decided to treat myself by walking through to see all the pretties. I enjoy every area of the store and Halloween…
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The Granny Glasses
Last week, my favorite pair of granny glasses broke. The lens fell out and I could have fixed it with super glue, but knew from past experience that if the glue got on the lens it would be a mess. Thankfully my tube of super glue had dried up, because you know I was gonna…




