Category: reflections
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Foggy thoughts
Driving down a winding foggy stretch of road, I gripped the steering and blinked multiple times to get used to the sea of white around me. As the road dipped and curved, I slowed down and focused on the dividing yellow line to give me an idea of where I was on the road. The…
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Celebrations
I lean back on the recliner adjusting my frame for maximal comfort and rest my arms across my torso. My eyes fall on the silver bracelets that encircle my wrists. Burnished silver specked with brown beads. I finger them lazily and my thoughts go back to the weekend. A montage of memories slide past my…
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Winding down. Counting down.
I scan the outside as I rinse out my cup. The mountains of snow in my backyard seem eerily still. The calm before the storm echoes a voice in my head. I look at the clock. The darkness will be upon us in a few hours. I feel a sense of foreboding. I check to…
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When the forces collude
Recently, I have this new-found love for all things weather. I follow weather pages, twitter handles that discuss weather and scan maps from different models to see what the next week or a few days out will look like. I plan ahead, reschedule doctor appointments and work around having to drive when the roads are…
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Investing in relationships
Every week, some times in the afternoon, some times late at night, I get a call or a message on GTalk. Questions that are insightful as well as reflective. They probe into how I am feeling, they offer support when I have not really asked for it out loud. Mostly they are there, silent company…
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Morning musings
I woke to the pitter-patter of little feet on the carpet followed by a warm body snuggling next to me under the covers. A muted light shone in my eyes. Fluttering my eyelids open, I was treated to a bluish-green radiance coming off the glow-pet that pattu held in her hands. Reaching by feel to…
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The beginning
I woke up to an alert on my phone notifying me that I officially am in the third trimester today. Putting the phone down, I rested my palms on my tummy feeling tiny kicks. “I love you” I whispered before I swung my legs over to slide off the bed. As the day wore on,…
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Playing Santa
It is Christmas eve. I put the girls down for a nap and sit with my laptop on the recliner. The candy cane stocking holders and the initialed, plaid stockings mock me. I waffle. Images of the twins carrying around scrolls of paper listing what they wanted from Santa flash in front of my eyes.…
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Changes
I sit in my office, the light fixture above me giving off a warm glow. It’s a little close to 6:00 pm. Early evening. The darkness outside makes it seem surreal. The Christmas tree is lit, the warm yellow of the tiny bulbs casting a mellow glow around. Red and white gift paper peeks from…
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The year in review
The end of the year brings with it nostalgia. For the days gone past and the milestones left behind. Each year as I stare down the end of December, I give in to a personal ritual. One of reading my posts from the beginning of the year. Re-living the moments, the angst, the happiness, the…