Scarred

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One Sunday this winter, as I relaxed on my couch, I saw smoke billow past my living room window. At first, I didn’t pay it much mind as I figured my neighbor was… Continue reading

Mercy

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On a small island off the coast of Central Java called Nusakambangan, two Australian men sit in isolation cells awaiting their execution by firing squad.  Their names are Andrew Chan and Myuran Sukumaran.  They… Continue reading

a piece wherein I rant about IT woes

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Within the last year I transitioned from being a medical billing specialist who also handled IT – to being a full time IT person for 2 medical offices. Most of the time I’m… Continue reading

All Will Be Well

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In case you didn’t know, everything and everyone is transient. I had that driven home these past three weeks after a coffeemaker, a dryer, a timer on a water heater, four acquaintances (when… Continue reading

I am she and she is me

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When my brother posted a picture of his six-week-old daughter with her hair fashioned into a Mohawk, thus began a conversation. Mom wrote, “Jennie had enough hair to curl on the top of… Continue reading

Look for the light

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Despite the fact that it is high summer here in Australia, the world seems very dark at the moment. Everywhere we look there is conflict, war, hatred and cruelty, none of which seems… Continue reading

I Will Be There

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Music seems to be a bigger part of my life than usual at the moment – and that’s saying something …. This is my most recent discovery and it’s been on high rotation… Continue reading

When words cease to have real meaning

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What does the word “Hero” mean? If everyone is a hero does it still mean anything? Why would I want to be “Beautiful” if everyone and everything is beautiful? A word that used… Continue reading

I Like Big Books and I Cannot Lie

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I finished volume two of the Sandman Omnibus this weekend. It is a huge book, in size, number of pages, and weight. It may have been even bigger than volume one which I… Continue reading

Sounds of Then

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It’s summer in Melbourne – dare I say high summer? The evenings are long and drowsy, and the mornings do not provide the relief from the heat for which we all long.  The… Continue reading