January, 2012 Archive


The fabric of our lives … is not cotton

I had decided that I had enough friends. We were preparing to move to a small town in Ohio, for only a year mind you, and I was content...

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Just another lullaby

I don’t pretend to be a great writer. I write because it is my journal and my release, and I write publicly because I hope that...

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Who is that crazy lady?

Someone might see me at times and think, “Just who is that crazy lady?” It might be when I’m singing the Barney song and...

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