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News to Share

“Life is like riding a bicycle – in order to keep your balance, you must keep moving.”
― Albert Einstein

Hi all!

My apologies for being absent lately – but I have news to share! In early June, I accepted a new position, which means my husband, cat, and I will be moving at the end of July! Although not far compared to other folks who move cross-country or around the world, the shift several states to the east will pull us farther from family and friends than either of us have been before. So, as you might guess, June was a month of excited flurry as we both submitted resignations at our current positions, made a road-trip to find a new place to live, and began the process of saying good-bye to family and friends and favorite places.

So please forgive if I’m not around much this summer – just picture mounds of boxes and the sound of packing tape closing them up and you’ll be right here with me!

Hope you all are enjoying the summer and made it through the heat wave if your area has been hit. Our’s has, with days in the 100s, and I’m hoping it will be back to just regular summer heat soon.

Take care, and thanks for hanging in here! I’ll pop in with updates and be back in full swing in August……

Stay cool!

Polar Bear Cleveland Zoo


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Time Heals

me in the ER

In the ER, 23 April 2011

“Mishaps are like knives,
that either serve us or cut us,
as we grasp them by the blade or the handle.”
~ James Russell Lowell

I have grown to appreciate that quote during the past twelve months. I can hardly believe it has been a year since my “mishap”.

The photo over there was me, one year ago today — long around 10pm or so — in the emergency room. It was a Saturday night, the night before Easter as a matter of fact. I was baking a variety of things to take to the family dinner the next day. A double-chocolate bundt cake was in the oven; my wheat bread was completing its second rise. While I was waiting for the cake to finish the last few minutes of baking, I hopped on Facebook and updated my status about what a perfect day it all was.

You can read the details in my post from a few days after the accident. But in the course of just a few minutes, chaos erupted like the Pyrex glass pan that I shattered.

So here I am, exactly one year later. Two hand surgeries, three months (plus) off work to heal, eight months of physical therapy, a stunning total in medical bills, and a new appreciation for excellent health care and insurance.

It could have been far worse than simply slicing through both tendons in my right-hand ring finger. I could have lost the finger, or even just the use of it. I could have hit and damaged the nerves, which my hand surgeon still calls a miracle that I didn’t damage any permanently.

I had excellent care from a phenomenal surgical team and hand tendon specialists managing my physical therapy. They quickly became a part of my daily life, and I owe my recovery to their care.

I had incredible support from family and friends. For all those that drove me and my husband to and fro, made dinners and brought food and entertainment, who sat with us, laughed and cried with us, and were simply there whenever we needed something, and even when we didn’t, there are no words to capture the depth of my thanks. There is, literally, no way we could have survived without each of you.

One year later, time has healed. Not perfectly, not as much as I would like, but more than I thought during those frenetic minutes and long hours sitting in the ER wondering what was coming.

And to those who shared the journey with me, whether near or far, in word, deed, or prayer, I once again say “Thank you!”

Gratitude is the memory of the heart. ~ Jean Baptiste Massieu

[Note: This post is #20 of 26 of the April A-to-Z Challenge. Please see the button at the right of the page for more information.]


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old telephone with a dial

I keep the telephone of my mind open to peace, harmony, health, love and abundance. Then, whenever doubt, anxiety or fear try to call me, they keep getting a busy signal – and soon they’ll forget my number. ~ Edith Armstrong

Some friends and I were chatting the other day, and, of course, we started chatting about “kids these days.” (Cue my mother’s voice saying the same thing, oh, about thirty years ago…..) Since I am oftentimes in the company of …. and I say this with great love and affection…. computer geeks, we were talking about smart phones. How ubiquitous they have become, not only for the youngsters but for us as well. I would *never* have guessed how attached I am to my smart phone. I love it. (Yes, I love it!) Everywhere you look these days, someone’s using a smart phone.

“Remember when there used to be pay phones on every corner? Amazing how you rarely see one anymore?” My ever-astute husband tosses that observation out, and those of us old enough to remember nod our heads.

One of the baby-geeks asks, without even slowing his twin-thumb texting while mapping directions to his buds for a meet-up later, “Like a pay-as-you-go phone? Sure!” Type, type, type with the thumbs clatters on.

The rest of us crack up. “No, an actual pay phone. You know, feed the machine a dime, dial your number and talk. Or ask the operator for help, like if you need a number or have to place a collect call.”

The frenetic typing paused, as his eyes actually moved away from his phone and up to look around at those of us still chuckling. “Collect call?”

Blink, blink.


And for the rest of us, the night turned immediately into a karaoke love-fest for Jim Croce.

Sing along, if you want. He’s hard to resist.

[Note: This post is #15 of 26 of the April A-to-Z Challenge. Please see the button on the right of the page for more information.
Last year’s “O” post: Optimism.]


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Merry Christmas

Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time. ~ Laura Ingalls Wilder

Merry Christmas!

Even the Grinchiest sentiments aren’t immune to the magic of Christmas day. The one day each year where the child in all of us hopes for the present dearest to their heart.

That’s me up there with the doll. The wish of my heart each Christmas as a young girl. My mother outdid herself that year – check out the fabulous buggy that came with the doll that is almost as big as I was then.

Now my wishes are for less tangible things. Things like peace and good health, good times with friends and the love of family.

These are my Christmas wishes for you this year. Thanks for dropping by, often or not. Thanks for sharing a comment, reading a post, and making this stop on the inter-webz part of your day. I appreciate your interest and your time.

Most of all, I’m thankful for the gift of your friendship.

And wish you all the best of Christmas, all year long.

Happy holidays!


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The Giving of Thanks


For, after all, put it as we may to ourselves, we are all of us from birth to death guests at a table which we did not spread. The sun, the earth, love, friends, our very breath are parts of the banquet. ~ Rebecca Harding Thomas

There are so very many things to be thankful for today that I don’t even know where to begin. I am spending the day surrounded by part of my family, yet missing the other part so very much. I have the amazing good fortune of friends near and far, friends of the heart that wrap each other in warm thoughts no matter the distance between us.

It’s been quite a year, and I am grateful for so many parts of it.

I hope this day gives you many opportunities for the giving of thanks, in whispers and quiet moments, in the hustle and bustle of friends and family.

May the banquet table of your heart always be overflowing.

Happy Thanksgiving!

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