Today I Bought Myself A Dahlia

Today I bought myself a dahlia plant. Just for me. To be able to have a fresh cut flower in my home or to give. I love gifting homemade bouquets from my yard. It is something that has always filled me with pure joy because you can't do it all the time in Michigan. The... Continue Reading →

All the Lives and Another Surgery Too

At my tech job, we have meetings on Tuesday mornings. There is a trend that when our team lead brings in donuts, it means someone is leaving or some other bad news is abreast. He is trying to change this pavlovian training he has induced on his people by randomly bringing in donuts for no... Continue Reading →

Exactly Where I Want To Be

It was 50 degrees out as the sun was setting. I was shamelessly bundled up in my 20 year old poofy coat with the broken zipper (I can still snap it closed), hat on, snuggled into my scarf with my hood up to protect me from the wind, sitting on the aluminium bleecher's at Saline... Continue Reading →

Spring in Michigan

Living in Michigan is not for the faint of heart. One week ago there was an inch of snow on the ground and this weekend was gloriously warm and almost 80 degrees. Many of the folks around me agreed that these late snow snaps are almost more excruciating than the depths of winter because in... Continue Reading →

The Great Break-up

I started to feel the feels about my son leaving the nest when he was about 14. I felt the days ticking down with a resonance of a large gong. It would draw my attention away from the moment we were in to thinking about the moment he would be leaving. I am aware I... Continue Reading →

I Am A Seed

When I think of myself as like a seed or a toddler on the verge of a growth spurt my life makes so much more sense. For a seed to burst through to become a plant it must vibrate like crazy after a time of being dormant. A toddler almost always will digress and be... Continue Reading →

Two Years – Human Construct

January 10th, 2022 is the day the tumor on my ovary was removed with a full hysterectomy. In a follow up visit I heard the words "stage IV" at which time I immediately shut down. I could not hear anything or take in any words. I started rocking back and forth repeating the mantra "this... Continue Reading →

a poem – Snazy

A timeless living statue  that I worshipped as my god.  The smell of his pipe. The gruff of his voice.  His obstinance in good humor.  A charming magician  that could do no wrong in my eyes.  Manhattan in hand.  Tending to his rose bushes.  Go pick an orange of the tree he would tell us. ... Continue Reading →

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