My Terms

I'm miserable. I'm throwing myself a pity party. I'm the only one on the guest list but still, no one showed up. I had minor knee surgery last week so I am stuck in a leg brace on my recliner. The last 5 days have been one melted candle of playing on the computer,...

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“I’m getting too old for this crap…”

As I grabbed a banana from the basket at my favorite gas station, I heard a loud and frustrated voice at the coffee bar. Obviously flustered, the lady flapped both of her arms in the air, looked directly at me and said, "I am getting too old for this crap." I gave my...

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Solidarity? Maybe?

2.0 miles to the church and back. 3.6 miles to the track and back. 5.8 miles from track to track. More days than not, I have been choosing to waddle one of these distances since the whole quarantine thing began. I like it. It's a different feeling. When I run, I make...

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Grief. Google tells me that it means "deep sorrow, especially that caused by someone's death." It can also mean "trouble or annoyance." 2019 seems to have served up a heaping helping of grief. It has also, at least for me, served up a little bit of trauma and some...

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