Image credit: Photo by xamad on Flickr Licensed under Creative Commons One summer night many years ago, I was standing on my parents' back porch talking to an old friend -- old love -- on the phone. The air was warm and moist in a way that wrapped around me like a blanket, and I [...]
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I Felt a Funeral in my Brain
The very first time I ever had a migraine, I was about ten years old. I was taking lessons at a little music store less than a mile from our home. It was one of two tiny clusters of businesses in our small town: the cluster that included the post office ("downtown") and this cluster, [...]
8 More Things
Well, now that, in my codependent craziness, I've made all of you feel good and guilty for not commenting (BTW, Danielle, Moonmaid, by instantly reassuring me that you still love me, you've passed my codie test) and now that I have assuaged my own codie guilt for not commenting on your blogs, I'm ready to [...]
Day 4: Ellen
I started my fourth, and (theoretically) final, day with my friend Ellen and her family. I wanted to blog about Ellen before I left, but I couldn't seem to focus, or even come up with a suitable pseudonym for her. (The pseudonym game is getting difficult: finding names that are not too close to the [...]
I Was Home. I Am Home Again.
I know I am back a little later than promised, but I am safely back. Unfortunately, I may have to extend my blogging hiatus by another day or two. Please wait patiently while I recover, and I promise I will regale you with tales of reunions, old friends, good food, unbelievable gratitude, stomach viruses and [...]
My Happy Place
"Find a happy place, find a happy place, find a happy place."~Peach in Finding Nemo When I was growing up, there was this beach about a mile from our house: very rocky, rough on the feet. There were big boulders, covered with slippery seaweed and barnacles, which were rougher still on the feet. And you [...]
