Tag: guilt
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What’s Our Blanket Of Shame?
She doesn’t know the rules. She’s only been around for a week, so she’s still learning. The system is not hard, but it’s all new to her. She makes mistakes. Lot’s of mistakes. Gayle and John, my sister and brother-in-law, just adopted a rescued dog from People’s Animal Welfare Society. A little dachshund mix they…
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In A Word–Appreciated
My birthday was this past Friday. It often feels uncomfortable when anyone makes a fuss over my birthday. On the flip side, I love making a big to-do about others’ special day. I received a boatload of good tidings on Facebook and emails that were encouraging. A reminder that I’m fortunate to have outstanding relationships with…
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Pretty Poisons; Pretty Pathetic
There isn’t anyone in my family that likes mushrooms. And I love them. When the kids were little, even using cream of mushroom soup made them gag. They’d meticulously pick out the microscopic pieces of gray and, with disgusting noises coming from their throats, would put them on the side of their plates. Glaring at…
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I Did It My Way
She knew what she was supposed to do. She’d even practiced two days before. She was supposed to throw the petals. But as my granddaughter Isley walked down the aisle ahead of the bride, she held on to her basket of petals as if they were the most important possession she owned. There would be…
Tip of My Iceberg 