A used-to-be wife and an always-mother/woman who is confused and limited by the words themselves...how to separate things? Dealing with Divorce, schools, kids and self...wanting to delight and surprise with words and depth, all while letting go of what I thought was Myself... now that I've really come out of hiding... what to do? blog?! shite.
We are little, little things. waves, wind, and we are gone. gone.
and if we are not gone? what then?
HERE.
and that may be all there is, right?
HERE.
do with that what you will.
HERE.
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Just saw the movie Eat Pray Love, I know, I'm a little late, but frankly all it did was make me cranky. Must be nice to be able to go off and find yourself. I can't do that. I have to look here to find myself. Here, under the piles of laundry. Here next to the dirty diaper that is sitting on my kitchen table for some unfathomable reason. Here. I think here is good. Wherever you go, there you are.
agree about that book, I kept thinking it was fiction, it would all make sense that way... so pat. real life is so damn messy... here.
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