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, , becca December 14, 2010

Nothing Christmassy about it

I have a small amount of inexplicable guilt that today’s post has nothing to do with writing, and nothing to do with Christmas, and nothing even to do with Kid 4, who turns 7 tomorrow (I know – we’re giddy with anticipation, too). It’s just that I heard a song on the radio this morning,
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, , , becca November 27, 2010

Popular

Days like this I’m almost overwhelmed by how many people love me. Today, it’s the vacation rental adverts. They’re all over my blog comments. Husband said to me the other day, “Wow. Your blog is getting really popular.” I sort of looked at him with that “duh, huh?” questioning look on my face, and he
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, , becca September 17, 2010

Patience

Once I had it. Then I lost it. Not forever, you know. But, temporarily lost it. Once I listened When they said, “Mom.mom.mom.mom.” Once I asked, “Can you tell me that again, so I really understand?” Once I wanted, really wanted to know about the day. The friends. The classes. The trauma-drama. The giggles. The
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, becca March 3, 2010

Possibly Losing It (or: explaining all the pastries in my kitchen)

Sometimes things just pile up. We’re still on the Stupid Illness rollercoaster around here (Kid 1 might be embarrassed if I told you she passed out in school yesterday, so I just won’t tell you). And my shoulders are slumping under a whole lot of outside influence. Some of it out of my control. Other
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, becca March 1, 2010

A Heartful

You know when something horrible happens to someone you love, and you’ve maybe worried that something like this might happen? You thought, maybe this is on the cards? You hoped and wondered and prayed about her being strong and courageous and true? And then it happens, and even if (when) you’re the last one to
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, becca February 19, 2010

Face Your Fears

So there are two main kinds of fears: Rational ones and Pathological ones. Rational fears are things like being afraid that the lion running toward you with his rabid spit foaming through all those sharp fangs just might, you know, want to eat you. Pathological fears are things like, well, being afraid of raisins. The
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, , , becca November 13, 2009

I Absolutely Almost Remember Doing That Already (I Think)

I am losing my mind. Not in the slow, graceful way of the aging woman of character. Fast and loud. For instance: I do things, regular house-y things or different elsewhere things, only to check progress and find that I didn’t do them at all. Like? Oh, how about the laundry that should be dry
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