a tuesday table…

I miss them this morning; thought about them throughout the morning… those “ancients” who will gather in a short while to do lunch without me. For six years we gathered as friends around a Tuesday table, usually at the local pizza place. It wasn’t so much about the...

another side of me…

I noticed some sparse, brittle sprigs of hair in the tub after my bath yesterday morning. Accordingly, a decision was made.    My husband tells me that I am brave.I tell him that I am free.And that I am grateful for my numbered hairs and for my...
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