On the topic of attachment to people, things, and the past
“My tings . . . my TINGS!” an overly emotional Maureen O’Hara exclaimed to a frustrated John Wayne in the classic movie The Quiet Man. Filmed in breathtakingly beautiful Ireland, it is by far my favorite movie to watch not only around Saint Patrick’s Day but anytime of year. In the movie, the characters names … Continue reading
It’s 2013 and I know what I am grateful for: a boffice and a litchen. I’ve been off the blogging radar for the better part of the last month for good reason. Through a slight miscalculation, the move out date my partner and I had planned on from our residence was changed from January 30, … Continue reading
Today I had a vivid flashback to a moment at my old job. In it I was concentrating on the lower corner of a huge (8 ft. x 4 ft.), dry-erase whiteboard that monopolized my office wall. It was a familiar moment. Often I would focus on parts of that board where I had brain-dumped … Continue reading
Sometimes I feel a bit like Moses coming down from the mountain. On a day when I expect nothing much, I will hike up a mountain and hours later will come down with a collection of words that seem to have been given to me. Today as I hike, taking in the awesome beauty of … Continue reading
I recommend changing your residence frequently if for one reason only… to interrupt the influx of junk mail that like a pack of wild hounds follows you wherever you go. I’ve been in California almost a full year and so far I’ve shaken them. I guess New York to California was a big enough jump … Continue reading
I love Valentine’s Day. I’ve loved it since I was a little girl and even well into my teens, because on that day Dad would make me feel like I was his one and only little girl. Dad wasn’t much for words and expressing tender emotions, but on Valentine’s Day, he always found the words … Continue reading
