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The Peanuts Perspective

When I was a teenager, full of morose and moronic but perfectly normal teenage angst, there was one thing I completely loved Peanuts. Not the in-the-ground Jimmy Carter kind. (Although I did love them and still do.) The comic strip. I had books and books of Peanuts strips, and often clipped the big Sunday color …

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Stop Doing That

All through our lives, we have to do stuff we really don’t want to do. We all pay bills and taxes, and that really sucks. I wish my Grandma was here with her little change purse, giving me a quarter right now. We all obey laws – stopping at red lights and picking up dog …

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Giving Your Whole Heart

Sometimes… for some of us… Mother’s Day is really hard. Like when we go to a restaurant – just my husband and me – and we get a table right away, because all the other people in line are waiting for a table for four or for six or more. Because all the children grown …

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Mom: All Attitude

When people talk about “Attitude.” they are usually referring to a bad one. I know what that means. I was told often enough that I had a “Bad Attitude.” Usually by a boss because I showed a lack of tolerance for a stupid decision. But that was early in my career, and it was quite …

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Notice The Moments

I am one of those fortunate people who is not moving through life feeling unloved. But I have had times when I felt unnoticed. I think it can be very difficult to be invisible, and yet so many of us are. Older people, average people, single people – we who don’t make waves. And yet …

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Hang Up

With this blogging year being all about Kindness, I am reading back on my posts and seeing that perhaps I am just a little too-good-to-be-true. I sound maybe like if Mother Teresa and Gandhi had a child. Only better. With that, I thought I would post a blog I wrote about six years ago. Where …

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Wearing It

Last night, just as we were falling asleep, my husband drowsily remembered a conversation he had earlier in the day. “Oh,” he murmured, “I talked to that guy from the committee.” “Which guy?” I asked. “You know… That guy… He wears a limp.” My husband was only semi-conscious and that probably explains his weird phrasing. …

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Maybe I Like Sour Grapes

When I was in college, I entered a university-sponsored short story contest. My story was a variation on the old Aesop’s fable “The Grasshopper and The Ant.” By the way, I can still recite several lines from the Jean De La Fontaine poetic version that I was required to recite in high school  – I …

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There’s No Such Thing

A few days ago, I was waiting in line at the coffee shop. The guy in front of me was with his wife, and they were quietly standing there – just another anonymous couple. Another man walked in, and gave the guy in front of me a tap on the sleeve. “Hey, big guy!” he …

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Humbled

We human beings are so egocentric. By this I mean that I am a human being. And egocentric. But once in a while we get a strong dose of reality. By this I mean that once in a while I realize that I’m not quite as magnificent as I usually believe myself to be. Oh, …

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