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Friday Musings: The Buttons on Your Blouse (repost)

Friday Musings: The Buttons on Your Blouse (repost)

I’m down with the flu so I’m reposting one of my favorite Friday Musings from January of 2017 that has great meaning for me right now. I’ll be back on Monday with a new Booktails post.

One of the saddest, most beautiful songs I know was written by Warren Zevon just before he died in September of 2003. It’s the last track on his final album, The Wind, and it’s clear that Zevon intended it to be a goodbye song. He knew he was dying. In fact, he was so ill at the time he recorded it, that

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Friday Musings: We Need to Find the Map

Friday Musings: We Need to Find the Map

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if on the day we were born we were given a map, just like those old-fashioned ones that could be found at all the rest stops along the Jersey or PA Turnpikes. Can you still get those anywhere?? They showed all the major interstates, as well as the state highways, and some of the larger and smaller county roads. Sometimes there would be a cut-away section that showed particular areas in greater detail. Let’s say we were given such a map. What is it that I would like to see on it? I

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Friday Musings: Painful Measures

Friday Musings: Painful Measures

I’ve found myself thinking a lot about pain after my high flying act on the ice a few weeks ago. It has been my constant companion ever since. As John Green says, “That’s the thing about pain, it demands to be felt.” Sometimes it quiets down just a little bit, but it quickly jumps back into action the minute I make a wrong move. Did I really think I was going to reach for that tupperware on that high shelf? Or pull the car door shut with my right hand? Silly me. The snail has now become my spirit animal; alas, I

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Friday Musings: Shapeshifter

Friday Musings: Shapeshifter

I’ve noticed lately that I seem to spend lots of time wrestling with the truth. In fact, my New Year’s resolution involved me choosing to believe in daydreams instead of accepting things at face value. I justified it by telling myself that I was keeping my heart open and trusting in the universe. Bad move. The universe had other plans. “You’re going down,” it said. “And here’s a nice flower pot to break your fall.” But I digress. That was last week’s post. I think that many of us ponder the truth on a daily basis,

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Friday Musings: Moira

Friday Musings: Moira

Last Monday, January 8th, there was an ice storm here in the Philadelphia area. Around 5 o’clock that evening, I made a quick run to the grocery store with my daughter, Wendy, to grab some things we both needed. I was also getting a few ingredients that my middle son, Zachary, needed for dinner that night. As I came out of Whole Foods, rain was falling, but the ground seemed to only be wet and the roads were fine. We were happy to have beat the storm and headed home, needing only to make a quick stop

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