First, I don’t know how to describe this shuffle and slide and hold on to everything-and-everybody-near-me thing I’ve got going … More
Category: The Herring Herd
remembering ryan – and finding wings.
When our dear friend Ryan passed away, he didn’t want a memorial service. That type of thing really wasn’t him. … More
it’s the most wonderful time of the year. . .
After my last post about all that is going awry right now, I want to encourage all of us to, … More
the best of and the worst of.
The smell of hospitals in winter, And the feeling that it’s all a lot of oysters but no pearl. . … More
october 16th – so much to say, so much to say, so much to say. . .
October 16th is a heavy, heavy day and I have many thoughts to share this morning. First of all, I’m … More
sick season is here.
I woke up to the plague yesterday morning. It’s “just a cold” to a normal human – but I’m not … More
after an ugly day in the world, let’s all keep finding beauty in our own spaces.
Yesterday, on the way home from a wonderful visit with our family, the notification came to my phone that the … More
getting back up.
It has been the worst few days, physically and emotionally. Monday afternoon, my precious bestie left flowers and prezzies for … More
good stuff, rough stuff, and onward.
First of all, after yesterday’s major issues with our older daughter, wouldn’t you know that I logged on for online … More
feeling small.
we are frail, we are fearfully and wonderfully made forged in the fires of human passions, choking on the fumes … More
the autoimmune hippie. 