In my old life I had a garden. When we first moved into our home, the 1 acre yard was a motley medley of scraggly grass and tenacious weeds; too wet to mow and too shady for grass to thrive. It was a blank canvas. Slowly, I began to paint, using the medium of smallContinue reading “The Garden”
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I Can’t, I Won’t, I Don’t and I’ll Never
I really did have a great marriage. In retrospect, though, I’ve realized that he never really challenged me. I am not saying that as a dig against him, or claiming that the responsibility was his, it is just how it was. I could easily say “I can’t, I won’t, I don’t or I’ll never”Continue reading “I Can’t, I Won’t, I Don’t and I’ll Never”