Category: Heels
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Waking Up
Trust me – there are benefits to midlife. First of all it’s an awakening, not a crisis. Granted, much to the dismay of others, we sometimes awaken to the fact that we need a corvette ASAP. We awaken to the reality that we have put all of our hopes and dreams on hold. Maybe much worse, we…
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See Ya Stress!
Ahhhh stress…Please go away now. You are uninvited and I am not in the mood. My nerves are currently shot – and I mean shot. You know the kind…hands are shaking, hard to eat, (well actually I am experiencing some sort of starvation stress that wants to continually eat), can’t focus…yada, yada, yada. There’s just…
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Make Time For Your Love
The time is now. What are we waiting for? Personally, I am waiting for the laundry to get done. That’s right….the world’s next great novel will have to wait. There are children counting on me for the perfect outfit everyday. The reality is, it is more than laundry. If you are raising children, you understand.…
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Less Change, More Joy
And this is how my life goes…..I started this a month ago. Wow – how a month has flown by!……. Watching my belongings disappear into boxes today. I’ve experienced this more times than I care to count. Ok, I kind of want to count….14 times in 23 years, mostly state to state moves. Yeah, I’m…
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Chasing Fear
I took a break from most everything in life recently, and studied for my real estate broker exam. It was worth it….I passed. 🙂 Taking a break from everything is a bit of an exaggeration. The laundry, groceries and cleaning did not patiently wait for me to return. Nor did the children’s hungry…
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Soundtracks
It’s not silly to mourn the loss of an artist whom I never knew. The artist known as “Prince” died yesterday. Today I am listening to his music non stop, all day long. I am mourning this man I never personally knew….and I think it makes sense. I’m not literally grieving the person….I’m grieving a…
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Mom’s Faithful Table
It’s about six feet long, four feet wide, made of a sturdy, old formica….and it knows all of my secrets. If mom’s kitchen table could talk, I’d be in big trouble. It’s edges are lovingly worn from our elbows leaning, and our hands running across the smoothness as we share our hearts. My mother and…
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Solitide? No Thanks
Extroverts suck at taking alone time. I can only speak of my own experiences, and that’s how it is for this extrovert. Due to my midlife crisis and constant confusion about what I want to be when I grow up….I thought a weekend alone in the city would be just what the doctor ordered –…
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I Was Toast
I recently wrote about my love for concerts, so now you have to hear about my “first time.” Two flat chested, big haired, 15 year olds dropped off by our mothers at The Metro Center in Rockford, IL to see Bon Jovi. (you know you loved Slippery When Wet!) Our moms were good sports. They…
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Vinyl, Concerts, and Screaming
After countless concerts throughout my life, I have come to the conclusion that dancing and screaming to live music is absolutely my favorite past time. Over the weekend I went to see Barry Manilow. I know what you’re thinking….not exactly a crowd to rock out to. I assumed it would be a nice sit and…
Aprons, Heels, and Yoga Pants 