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Like a black hole, but with emotions. In a perfect world, I would have posted more in the last year, because so many wonderful things have happened. I fell in love and started a new career. It felt like my real life started. Instead of posting, I was learning about business analysis and writing requirements by day, kissing and laughing with Mike by night. Yet here I am, about to dig in. I want my rhetorical questions to have answers.
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An Honest Eulogy for my Dad. I told him not to talk like that, and I told him that I loved him.
I woke up this morning with a burning in my soul. I woke up this morning with a turning in my bones. Recent events have me realizing that I need to move on. And it sucks for the other person more.
You know, that girl who wrote that thing. This post is part 3 in a series. Hate mail will be ignored. We let ourselves get so weighted down by anchors that have no place in our lives. I first got this idea from the wonderful and lovely Luminita.
The bold the beautiful and the unexpected. The unravelling of an alcoholic and those that survived it. When my dad retired I am sure that he pictured lazy scrabble games with my mum over an anti-pasto plate soaking up the Mediterranean sun on their latest sojourn. When the toughest thing to worry about would be what to order for dinner. Instead my dad had become my full-time protector and logistics manager. He fielded all calls, requests and harassments from Mort.