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December 20, 2016

I decided to make this sixty third post my final thoughts for the year. I wonder what will happen in the new year. It’s great fun that I haven’t a clue. I always like to pretend I know where I’m going and what will unfold, but I don’t know. I also like to pretend that I know in advance what I will a...

December 19, 2016

When my mother was still alive, every New Year’s Eve after wishing each other all the best in the upcoming year, my mother would declare with confidence that this was going to be “my year!” I drank the mother Kool-Aid and set about trying to make my dreams and her dreams for me a reality. Needless t...

December 16, 2016

I recently found a dime on the street. I felt very lucky and was pleased with myself for not asking the “money gods” for a quarter, or a hundred-dollar bill left crumpled by a parking meter. I was also proud of myself for not assuming that one moment of luck would lead to an entire day of incredible...

December 16, 2016

I thought I was done. I always think I’m done. This is the problem that often occurs when you are a reluctant participant in the game of life. I try to refrain from making broad global statements about what I will and will not do, because I am continually proved wrong in my assessment of future acti...

December 9, 2016

For extra allowance, my parents begged me to take on the task of creating order in the food pantry. I was neat, careful with fragile objects, and artistic. My parents knew I would be perfect for the job, plus they had no one else to turn to. As there was always chaos in my family environment, the fo...

December 8, 2016

I can delete you. I can block you. I can make you disappear. Welcome to the world of social media. Sadly, even if I remove you, you’re still there. In fact, my action has bonded me to you more intensely than if I had just let you be. I once read an ancient magiIc book that taught how to diminish an...

December 7, 2016

One of the symptoms of “middle child syndrome” was the belief that I was invisible. My remedy was to enact insane dramatic incidents that would place me center stage. Once I had gotten everyone’s attention, I would revert to my former invisible self. The insatiable need to be seen and then not seen...

December 6, 2016

What’s in a name? Before you meet me, my name is your only clue to who I might be. I was named Minna when I was born, but then my parents decided it was an old lady name so they immediately changed it to Mindy, an eternally childlike name. When you hear Mindy will be joining us for dinner, you might...

December 5, 2016

Recently, I heard the sounds of an animal trapped in my wall. He was not making soft crying sounds for help, or remorseful sounds of despair over having made a wrong turn up the pipes, they were the sounds of entitlement. He was aggressively gnashing his teeth and scratching furiously inside my wall...

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