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Integrity

God, I hate it when I fuck up. I am a reformed perfectionist and have spent much soul-searching time to accept my threads of good and bad qualities. Yet, I still feel like Jane Eyre when I bollix it up. “Gentle reader, may you never feel what I then felt? May your eyes never shed such stormy, scalding, heart-wrung tears as poured from mine.  May you never appeal to Heaven in prayers so hopeless and so agonized as in that hour left my lips; for never may you, like me, dread to be the instrument of evil to what you...

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Gift of Love

I figured it out. The Christmas, the holidays. Some Ancient Mother missed her grown children and set the whole thing up. My three boys were with me at Gramma’s and engaged with the family, all day long! We had time together for some interesting conversations. Of course I see them every day at home but they have school and jobs and friends to keep them occupied. I’ve got the youngest to guide and plenty of other work to do as well. Anyway, one of my sons may have re-gifted something he had received a few hours earlier from his brother. This...

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Another Day

I was proven right and I was proven wrong. My kids were so sweet to each other on Christmas Day. That alone gave me a sense of peace like no other. My family of origin took time to gather and that was a joy. I visited with or spoke to a few friends that have made my life merry and bright this year. I am grateful for loving people. Then as I drove my son home he shared with me the difficult emotions he had experienced in the middle of The Christmas. I spoke to another friend who spent the...