Mourning May Wan, But Memories Never Do…It Still Hurts Sometimes

Yesterday was my grandma's birthday. She would have been 97. She might have made it, too, had she not been born of an era that didn't discuss "female troubles." By the time the beautiful creature who helped raise me told anyone something was wrong is was far, far too late to do anything more than …

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This is NOT a Test!

On the first day of April, 29 years ago, I was privileged to meet the little booger who’d been keeping me awake night after night for months on end with swift kicks to the ribs. He was a stubborn one, that little booger. First, he was two weeks late of arrival date. In fact, so …

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Fruit Blossoms and Dopamine

I just wrote last week about how #winterworn I was and here we are a week later and it seems spring has sprung, or it’s at least trying its hardest, as an old unattributed poem goes. I’m not sure the weather is befitting what we might think spring weather should be in all places as …

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It Doesn’t Always Hit You Like a Brick

I was at my spa last week and while my massage therapist was working me over, helping to ease my carpal tunnel syndrome and a squirky shoulder problem I have, we were discussing the fact that we each know a lot of individuals who’ve never enjoyed the benefits of massage simply because they have an …

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