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Rewrite Our Story
This morning I overslept and didn’t get out of bed until 8am, but it felt good. The day felt more like Sunday than Monday, but I knew in my soul what day it was. November 10, 1998 is the day I stopped drinking and started going to AA. The sobriety birthday comes quietly compared to…
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Let Them Stay Hidden
Before 10 am there’s plenty of shade in the backyard and usually a nice breeze is in those shaded areas that feels almost cool to my skin. Standing in front of the Shrimp Plant, spraying it gently with water I realize it’s putting on quite the show. Admiring it’s beauty, I noticed a tiny, orange…
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My Life is a Meme
Feature Photo by Sixteen Miles Out on Unsplash
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The Long Stop
Last week, I began seeing a new therapist. The one I started seeing last June, became more of a friend than a guide, which is okay, but once that line is crossed, a change is good. I’m pretty sure my new therapist doesn’t know what to do with me yet. She sends me worksheets to…
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The Best of Both Worlds
In this post here I shared the ambitious idea of leaving my Bougainvillea inside through the summer. It had done well being in over the winter and I was curious if it would thrive indoors during it’s blooming season. Well, that was my crazy unleashed, because do you know how big a Bougainvillea can get?…
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Give God Room
The meme used for the feature photo made me chuckle when I saw it. Slowly shaking my head these words fell from my lips, “Isn’t that the truth.” The neighbor behind me is preparing to plant a garden. Three raised beds have been in that backyard for more years than I’ve lived here and have…
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A Greater Plan
I change my mind often and it can be something small like moving the bird bath bowl from one side of the yard, to the other, or something bigger like rearranging all the furniture in my house. Changing my mind produces tangible results, so when the unexpected occurs it’s not so disruptive. I heard once,…
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Plan Nothing
I’ve slowed the flow of my blogging after remembering I’d rather lay my hand to a few things and give it my all, rather than a multitude of things half-assed. When the space opens, I show up. The way we start our day determines the quality of life within the next few hours of the…
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A Clean Window
A single, blue strip of painter’s tape ran along the bottom of the glass pane of the window. I have no idea why it was there and to add to the mystery, it was stuck to the outside of the glass. It had absorbed years of Texas sun and looked to be baked on while…
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