Living back from the Edge
When you’ve been to the brink, to almost-death, to you can see it from here without binoculars, it changes you. In the beginning, it is overwhelming. The world is overwhelming. In the beginning, I was regularly brought to the brink of tears by a perfect pepper, by the sun shining through a leaf, constantly reminded…
To Be or Not To Be
This week on HealthCentral, it’s about inspiration, dreams and rebuilding your life: “I don’t have a choice of whether or not I have Parkinson’s: I have it. But other than that, I have a thousand choices, and I can’t let myself be sunk by the weight of that one non-choice…” – Michael J. Fox, Entertainment…
Joy to the World
This weekend, it was warm. Not just not freezing, but actual warmth. Going out into the sunshine, I meandered through the neighborhood and saw buds, tiny leaves working their way out, leaving a delicate green tinge on branches that have been dead for months. Life is coming back. In a raised flower bed that is…
State of Bliss
I read this post a while back and have been keeping it in my back pocket for pondering. It’s about the Celtic legend of Ceridwen’s magic potion granting knowledge and wisdom and the punishment of Gwion for accidentally imbibing it. I like the musings about knowledge and wisdom and why it is apparently a bad…
The Slow Road
Remember this injury? That turned permanent? It even has a name now – thought of Priscilla, Celia or Brunhilde, but instead, it’s apparently a variant of Golfer’s Elbow and all without even playing that pointless game. It got aggravated. In fact, it got downright testy and has gotten progressively worse on a weekly basis for…
Better Living Through Chemistry
My new HealthCentral post ponders drugs and why we take them: “I used to start the day with crying in the shower, hiding my face under the spray, silent tears of pain mixing with the water. Once the day got going, I’d build up the barricades again and distance myself from the pain, but in…
Language Matters
On Monday, Colleen called me on using the term Nazi for something unrelated to the Third Reich and its horrors and rightly so. I should know better. People like me were the first to be gassed by the Nazis back when they were still doing it with exhaust fumes because it was easy to persuade…
Family Dinners
Along with a good portion of other people in the Internet, I read Dooce and sometime last year, when Heather started doing momversations with other prominent mommy bloggers, I started watching that, too. They’re smart, funny women with interesting takes on issues of parenting and despite not being a parent, not surprisingly, I have opinions…
Look! Something Shiny!
This is to distract you from the absence of my regular verbosity. Two deadlines today, plus a meeting requiring major prep and… look! The shiny shininess! Shining upon what I hope are shiny, happy people about to have a shiny weekend. Words to return Monday. The Birthday Goddess contest is still open – enter by…