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2025-01-09 Ain’t Nobody Got Time For That
Bronchitis. It’s a bummer. I’ve been feeling unwell off and on for about a month. Each time I feel like I’m starting to feel better, I take another turn and get worse again. Yeah… really rotten. I’m still feeling pretty positive about life in general, but man, it would be even better if I could…
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2025-01-04 Maybe I Will, and Maybe I Won’t
In 2024 I spent a fair bit of time in reflection and despite the constant hum of hope vibrating in my core, actual life felt like a huge struggle much of the time. I entered the year in a self-imposed hibernation and was poised to come out swinging in February. I was going to make…
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2024-12-17 Oh, Hello Again.
December 17th. Happy Birthday Kel. One of my oldest and dearest friends. We both rotated around the same circles in high school, tethered by the gravitational force of mutual friends and bonded by humor. I’m grateful for our many years of comradery and kinship. December 17th is a day that always seems to want to…
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2024-08-08 808 Like a Drum..
An oldie that never gets old. Maybe someday someone will say that about me. 😂 This past couple weeks reading fiction for The Good Life Review in between trips to different hospitals, medical centers, and council bluffs has me thinking of all these one or two line vignettes that feel like silk in my head. Mostly…
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2024-07-19 Look How Far We’Ve Come…
I’ve got a lot of updates to share but that’s not what’s really on my mind. You know, the things that are going Ok like my daughter being 8000 miles away and my son enjoying life, save for maybe those shifts flipping burgers, or even my own stuff. It’s all going good and I’ve cycled…
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2024-07-03 Welcome to July!
Hi friends. Guess what? It’s July!! Holy Laughing Cows Cheese Batman, how did half a year go by already? I dunno. Guess we blinked and that’s just what happens. If you read my musing on a regular basis (Thank you! You’re amazing! I love you forever!!), you know I’ve spent a great deal of this…
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2024-05-01 Time keeps on slippin, slippin, slippin…
Welcome to May. May 1st. Mayday, May poles, and May baskets for those who believe in the magic of history and tradition. Mayday is probably one of those historical traditions that was lost with my parent’s generation. I have vague memories of it from my childhood, putting together baskets and leaving them on doorsteps of…
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2024-04-12 What it Means to be Seen and Heard…
I need to tell someone. But I don’t have anyone to tell. A therapist might say this need comes from my childhood when I was mostly ignored by my parents. I was a child doing a thing a child thought was the right thing to do – be seen and not heard. Turns out, I…
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