Category Archives: loss

Mother: Being Locked Out From Your Loved One

I’ve started this post several times… About dementia, about sudden changes, and each time I don’t get far and now it has come to this “ending” of sorts. writing about my mom, dementia, grief, the whole thing. “My Mom has … Continue reading

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Fire

Originally published on dkatiepowellart. It is a pitiful drawing, altogether too cheery, but it was the middle-of-the-night and I had only my watercolor-filled pens. I was horrified about what I’d read in the Oregonian. *yeah i know i should not … Continue reading

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Sanctuary

I am reading about State versus Federal laws and Sanctuary in the Oregon Humanities magazine this morning.  I hang my head as to what Our country has become.  Maybe it always was this but I did not know, but I … Continue reading

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SoCS: All or Nothing

I am glad I am sharing life with Mitchell… We have kittens for our anniversary present to ourselves, and it is not quite what we anticipated. We imagined they’d be in the bathroom for a couple days, then be able … Continue reading

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SoCS: Mu, Wu

I didn’t need to rhyme with moo because mu or wu is familiar to me from my twenty-year-old mixed up college self, when my brother came over dropped off a stack of books about Buddhism and said, “These will serve … Continue reading

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Friendship

The interview below got me thinking about what I want in a friendship. I’ve not put my conscious mind to it in ages… Mitchell is by far my best friend and he is also my loverman… and a man… not … Continue reading

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what is two hours out of your life?

its been a surprising two days. i was hit by a mack truck emotionally — NOT by my husband but someone who i was in a committed relationship with, a friendship. i was told that my angry emotions were unacceptable … Continue reading

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