Category: Blues
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Beating The Blues, Tomorrow.
I walk in after dropping my youngest daughter at daycare. I see evidence of the morning rush near the shoe rack. Shoes strewn all over. I am tempted to put them back in order but I move on. I open the door only to stumble on a half naked doll by the cedar chest housing…
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Gray days
I gently lock the double glass doors behind me and linger just a second longer taking in your weary eyes, shaggy hair and the air of resignation about you. I lean over the sofa to kiss soft heads good-bye before scanning the room a last time as I close the door behind me. I sit…
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Blue without you
Not you really but the you I want you to be. Confusing enough? Sometimes it occurs to me that I miss the person even when they are physically near me. Because you see my imagined version of them is different from the real person in flesh and blood. I airbrush the imperfections, focus on the…
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Hope and Grief – Twin emotions
Not suitable if you are looking for something feel good. Folding a humongous pile of clothes my mind wanders in a thousand scattered directions. The muted volume of the TV murmurs in the background. I take pause and notice every detail around me. In the mellow yellow glow of the recessed lighting everything looks bathed…
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On a day like today
As I look at the clock and realize the week is almost at the end, I feel immeasurable relief. The week that went past has been busy, taxing mentally and very challenging. I enjoyed working but was drained at the end of the day. Classes started this week and the two professors that teach this…