Life moves fast, so slice onSOLC 2015, 31 of 31. I think what I love most about 31 days of slicing is that it captures and memorializes a month in my life, a month of my thinking and noticings, a month of captured conversations, questions and situations. Life moves fast, so slicing allows us to honor the moment and then hold on to it. So where is Spring? .

Saturday, August 15, 2015. Thank you, Women Writers in Bloom Poetry Salon. Thank you, JP Howard, and Samiya Bashir, and the Women Writers in Bloom Poetry Salon for your organizing and energy and support. I have not written anything for weeks, then today was the August Salon, and this is what came out. I will write more, and more often. How to Connect When You Do Not Feel Connected. One thought to another thought. 2 Connect one thought to an action. 4 Connect yourself to yourself.

Make it Happen Write Away! Tuesday, May 12, 2015. Life is a box of chocolates. These past few weeks were such beautiful ones with my family. Each day is something new. Spending time with your kids. Tuesday, April 28, 2015. Brand new lilac buds! I talked about those days.

Confessions of a Terrible Mother. When Allie was about 6, she tried soccer for the first time. I was so happy when she found no talent on the field and no d.

Musings of a Mother, Daughter, Sister, Aunt, Friend, Teacher, Learner and Writer. A Place for Me to Think and Share. A Visit to the ETHIC Museum. Emmett Till Historic Intrepid Center. The muffled rhythm of hammers. Drowned out periodically by the passing train. Echoed through the metal structure of the museum. On the same site that Emmett Till was murdered long ago. Today five volunteers from the Northeast toiled on in the blazing August sun,.

Imagination is the highest form of research, Albert Einstein. There is a new beginning. Always planning for the future. Always looking back to what was. Papers, calendars, orders, books. Notes, reminders, dates. So hard to be present in the here and now. When the past and future keep knocking on my door.

Blogging my way through the year. How this month makes me better. this year I focus on the writer.

Finally a warm spring day. Sunshine wraps you like a freshly cleaned blanket. Gentle breeze whispers in your ear. Grills waking up from a long winter nap. Joyous chatter of neighborhood kids. Bikes racing, balls rolling, sidewalk chalk scratching. Making up games, changing the rules.

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