Breakups, Heartaches, and Facebook

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I was around 27 years old. My Dad died three years prior. I was living at home with my Mom, and I was in bed. I believe it was late morning or early afternoon.

The specific details are blurry, but I remember my sister-in-law coming in my bedroom to see if I wanted to feel her pregnant belly before she went to the hospital to deliver her baby. Up to that point, I had never touched a pregnant belly. [Don’t get distracted by that detail, because it is not the focus of the post.] Continue reading

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What is your legacy?

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When a tragedy strikes, we often take an inventory of our life. After the tragedy in Aurora, Colorado, I am willing to bet you’ve paused and wondered “what if”.

My heart goes out to each and every family member affected by this tragedy, including the family of the shooter. I ache for the survivors, knowing their minds will never forget the images or sounds from that night. Continue reading

Word Games or How Words with Friends may leave you feeling depressed, because your friends always use the triple word square, and they always win with words like qi and xi.

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This post is dedicated to Mike S., a guy who – for years – has surpassed me with his knowledge of music and art. And now, in this age of Facebook, he surpasses me with his knowledge of words and his skill in the game “Words with Friends”.*

I have always had a thing for word games. When I was little, I would watch my Mom play Jumble, which was printed in the comics section of the newspaper. Eventually, I started to ‘jumble’ with my Mom often asking the question, “Is this a word I know?” Continue reading

60 Clear as Mud Moments

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“Finally,” I said to myself. “I have a moment.” Smiling, I chuckle to myself and say, “Actually, I have about 60 moments, if each moment is a minute long.” Then I shake my head, proving (yet again) that I am a dork.

This week has been crazy. I look at the calendar, and I see too many commitments and too many deadlines. I get up and head to the bedroom, where I find laundry baskets filled with dirty clothes. Continue reading

Letting Go of Facebook … Almost

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Facebook is undergoing many changes, as is WordPress and a number of other websites. Change is inevitable. I am not against change. In fact, I change my mind several times a minute day.

I am uncertain as to whether my dwindling love for Facebook is due to the changes or due to my age. Whatever the reason, I am enjoying Facebook less and less. Continue reading