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People are people…

July 17th, 2004 · Comments Off on People are people…

Reading through blogs this week, I found insights on life, love and human nature that stayed with me through the days… Chan Eddy described the new love he’s found in his life I guess you could say that we each fill holes in each other’s lives that we hadn’t even known were there. We love […]

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Waking up to the ice cream truck: summer loves

July 14th, 2004 · Comments Off on Waking up to the ice cream truck: summer loves

What I love about summer: Water fun Fountains, swimming pools, swimming lessons, squirt guns. Produce Rows of ripe peaches and nectarines greet me at the grocery store. The garden There’s always something new blooming like these nasturtiums the color of creamsicles and something to eat Summer dresses Blue with polka-dots, black with red flowers, lavender, […]

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Why I don’t like lists

July 13th, 2004 · Comments Off on Why I don’t like lists

Katherine’s series on I like, I don’t like, I love included this comment: I like gettings things done, I don’t like having things hanging over my head, I love checking it off the list In the past few years I’ve had to re-examine what it means to “get things done”. Lists are only effective for […]

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The last is first

July 11th, 2004 · 3 Comments

I had to laugh today while reading Fred’s description of the song and dance he does when asked for his last name. I laughed the laugh of those who feel a sudden companionship in their sufferings, those who finally know that they are not alone, that another traveler has shared the same road. In my […]

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Crossing the finish

July 5th, 2004 · 1 Comment

Today I did something I’ve been wanting to do for four years: I ran the Fourth of July 5K race. I wasn’t sure I could do it. Last Sunday I ran the course for the first time, and the hill I hit at the 2 mile mark hit me hard. My stomach cramped, my lungs […]

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