Wish Me No Excuses

I slip into the pool and begin. One stroke, two strokes, three strokes, twenty. Duck my head and kick off the wall. One lap, two laps, three laps, twenty-five. It’s is the most exercise I’ve had in weeks, and I’m pleasantly surprised to find that it doesn’t feel that difficult. No, not difficult it all; […]

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Anger and Fresh Flowers

This has happened twice lately: I’ve bustled out of the house hot with anger, driven to the gym, busted my butt, and emerged cool, wise and free. Okay, that’s an exaggeration.  I emerge less angry, no doubt, but definitely not wise, nor free, at least not for any longer than the endorphin rush lasts. Within […]

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Warrior Girl and the New Dog

It was all very funny when the dog scooted around the carpet on his butt, his hind legs straddled astride in the air like a gymnast flying over a vault. “Hey Mom, check this out,” Sarah says. “Look at Finn! It’s hilarious.” It was hilarious, for the split second before reality hit. “Why is he […]

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