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Gratitude for My Father
My father’s birthday was last week. He has been gone for 25 years—from Earth, that is, but not from my mind or my heart. He is as clear to me as the last time I spoke to him, the night … Continue reading
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Tagged #family, #lossofparent, dad, daughter, father, good parent, how to be a good person, learnings, life, loss of parent, love, parent, teachings, writing
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It’s Never Too Late to Be What You Might Have Been
“It’s Never Too Late to Be What You Might Have Been” I’ve embraced this quote by George Eliot since my twenties, using it as a carrot to keep propelling me forward. I’ve worked in Human Resources in Corporate America, successfully, … Continue reading
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Tagged "largest ball of twine, blaze orange, Books, cozy mystery, dreamer, dreams, george eliot, HR, HR Director, Human Resources, jung, level best books, life, life dreams, life goals, Maine author, Maine mystery, mel robbins, mental-health, midcoast maine, mystery series, mystery writer, never too late, self-motivation, SHRM, writer's life, writing
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We’re Never Too Old
Don’t let fear beat you. Continue reading
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Tagged Aging, believe, believing in yourself, creaking bones, dreams, fear, following your dreams, horsebackriding, old, rollercoasters, writing
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Energy Follows Thought
This past Christmas Eve morning, with fifteen dinner guests due to come in 10 hours, I ventured out first to have breakfast and then lunch with people whom I wouldn’t see otherwise. I almost canceled both appointments when my breath … Continue reading
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Yes, the World Needs Poetry
I started writing poems when I was seven. I had already compiled an anthology of my favorite poems, a gift to my mother for mother’s day. Writing my own preoccupied me, taking precedence over assigned school work, and by junior … Continue reading
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Tagged Books, guidance counselor, Parenting, poetry, writing
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Largest Ball of Twine 