Category Archives: Personality

Murmuring

Consumed with judgments no one wants to hear, I let the criticism rip inside: unfocused; sloppy; paralyzed by fear; deluded by a needy ego; pride engendered by a spoiled attitude and peppered with a petulance as strong as conscience ought … Continue reading

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Retro Diagnosis

“Is there depression in your family?” she asked me after marrying my son and giving birth to their first progeny. I indicated no. “Most everyone is willful, prone to anger. We’re complex but rarely down, and seldom sad for long.” … Continue reading

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Old Cold Comfort

When I was young, I liked the dark and cold of winter and of midnight. I rebelled about the sun/moon symbolism told in classics, and I often felt compelled to ram my views against tradition’s wall. I thought I was … Continue reading

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Vagabonding

Another grandmother would visit less, contribute money more than presence now. Acknowledging catastrophe, I guess it’s true another’d try a different how. But I can’t stay at home while they contend with hospitals and stroke dimension’s pace and space, with … Continue reading

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A Bus Gap

I fell into a bus hole yesterday. Conveyances that should have stopped near me six times an hour suffered some delay (although the suffering appeared to be confined to would-be passengers instead of buses, drivers, transit employees). I had a … Continue reading

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Care

I love the kids — I really do — and yet they’re easier to handle after weed. I raised mine but I managed to forget that dealing with monotony makes need for any substance that will alter mood without conveying … Continue reading

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Intro

Last weekend I was swamped by family. The week before was builders, mites and fleas. Recovered from bronchitis recently, my energy is back and I don’t wheeze, but I deplore the hours I have lost, while grateful for how well … Continue reading

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Let Him Be

He had a chance but never took a shot. I know he always meant to, but somehow the moment never interrupted: not important, just distracting. Every vow to make a move was countered or postponed, with little growth or progress … Continue reading

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The Last Label

“Low maintenance” is how my kids describe me now they’re grown and I’m at times their guest. When they were young I fed them diatribe and anecdote, but both of them have stressed I wasn’t harsh or selfish. So I … Continue reading

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No Duh

I think that I’m so smart but married twice, two men it’s clear I didn’t clearly see. And sure I paid a pained and heavy price, but nothing made me plumb their mystery until long after each had gone away. … Continue reading

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