Tag: raising daughters
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A Place to Land
Julia Cameron says, “You don’t have to be in the ‘mood’ to write…just write.” I know there are words that want to be written, but they seem far away. Living solo it’s easy to slip into these quiet phases, but for a writer it can also be dangerous. There’s a stack of cards by Sacred…
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Legacy
In October, my daughter and her boyfriend came for a visit on my birthday. It was so good to see them because since they live near Austin, I don’t drive to see them often. My daughter always spends the first few minutes of every visit, walking through the house eyeing the familiar things that have…
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An Amazing Human
I don’t write about my daughter in great detail and won’t tell her this is publishing because she’ll cry, but I’d rather apologize later than ask permission. She’s always had a love for ‘the brand’. When we used to go shopping together, I’d show her a garment being considered for purchase and she’d slide her…
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My Father’s Daughter
To work in the yard, I wear similar clothing fondly referred to as ‘yard clothes’. A pair of lightweight Capri pants, a white, V-neck, men’s undershirt, ankle socks and yard shoes which resemble last year’s sneakers. Daddy was a gardener and could grow anything. I think he had more than a green thumb, Daddy had…
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The Chosen Few
While making the first pour of the Chemex, I can still hear her sarcastic remark and it makes me chuckle. My daughter and I are the same kind of crazy. She taught me how to make a Chemex and I watched her pour one repeatedly until it was my turn to try. Each one pours…
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Go and Live Your Life
I was raised in an era where the rules were, you get a job, get married, buy a house plus cars, have kids and that would be your life. You stayed together no matter what, for the sake of the kids, but ten years ago, I realized that wasn’t true and didn’t want my daughter…
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Chocolate and Hummus
My daughter is visiting Wednesday and by the time this is published that day will be here. It’s Tuesday morning, but not yet daylight as I sit and type. I woke up thinking about the pile of drafts on this site waiting for the light of day. Sitting here at 6:30 a.m. it seems the…
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A Full Tank
Being a single Mom and financially stable, may not coexist at first, but it was the most rewarding season of my life. It’s been a long road, but rest assured the road will lead to greener pastures. The journey of the single Mom offers a continual concern over money. We lived in the country and…
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Reclaim the Fire
I snapped at a coworker. That’s not like me because I don’t typically relinquish my calm and lash out. An uncharacteristic move deserves a deeper look. Discontentment has been hanging around for a bit. There’s weariness in staring at a screen. It was manageable with the one job I’ve had for years, but when I…
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Get Disturbed
It’s remarkable to look back over your life and see how far you’ve come. My daughter will be 21 in August, but when we started this adventure, she was 13. I didn’t know what our new life looked like, but I did know, there had to better. It was one of those agonizing moments of,…
