Don’t even think about uttering… THE “C” WORD. Although several years ago for us, I am reminded that it is that time of year for many. Time when thoughts give voice to the dubious “C” word. A word that manages to escape from many a mouth… emphatic, unpleasant, tactless… over and over again. And friends
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Feeling a little poopy? A little droopy? Mopish? Bummed out? Weighed down? Unmotivated? Down in the dumps? ME TOO. And this “state of mind”, being the thief that it is, has STOLEN MY MOJO and I WANT IT BACK!! ENOUGH IS ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. But, I ask you, what’s a person to do? SOS. Yoo-hoo… Anybody at
School’s out! Summer is here! It’s time to reminisce about all those summer getaways with my nearest and dearest. Unforgettable memories. Lots and loads of extraordinary escapes from the city. I’m waxing nostalgic over outstanding FAMILY VACATIONS! Witnessing the Northern Lights dancing across the sky in Iceland – DAZZLING. Luxuriating in an overwater resort in
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I remember my sweet dad sharing bedtime stories he lovingly created while blissfully listening to the deep timber of his voice resonating as I lay upon his chest. With fuzzy hairs peeking out from his V-neck tee, his chest meant comfort and tenderness and fatherly love. As teenagers we had a range of ideas of
being the new girl in town… … was kind of a recurring theme; oft repeated and mostly neighborly. Why they practically rolled out the red carpet for me at my first apartment on East End Avenue in Chicago’s South Shore neighborhood! “So I was told.” It must be confessed that I don’t remember much about
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Aaaaand… quadruple turn into an aerial then prep to whip thirty-two fouette turns into a side-straddle leap step kick your face slide into the splits then stand on your head and spin. 5-6-7-8 GO! Holy flexibility. I’m dizzy. Ouch. while back in my day Were you a dancer who could sing-ish, a singer who could dance-ish,
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Back in 1972, when I was a college freshman minoring in dance, my aha moment revealed itself when my need to wear a leotard all-day-every-day was nixed by my Quantitative Reasoning, Natural Sciences and Spanish professors. That being the case, I had no choice but to take another course of action by transferring to a
My day began just like the one before. And the one before that. And yup the one before that. Hermetically sealed, insulated, safeguarded – that’s me! Being tucked away, all those viral spritzings are unable to reach me. I feel impenetrable. However, unlike the day before and the days before that AND the WEEKS before
(okay, OK…MY mind needs to know) I one hundred per cent believed in the Easter Bunny. With that in mind, I came to expect that a basketful of goodies would be left on the hearth of our fireplace come Easter Sunday. According to me, the EB evidently entered ones home by way of the chimney.
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So my husband did a thing. A rather BIG thing. A thing where a surgeon opened up his chest, reached INSIDE with his surgeon hand and stopped his heart. A thing where two arteries and one vein were grafted to the “still” heart. It was not a fun thing, but a necessary thing and an
