The snow makes crunching noises beneath my boots. The air is crisp and when the wind blows, bitterly cold, burning my cheeks. There are no tracks. The houses in the neighborhood are…
Life Musings
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Girls are giggling and dancing in a circle, linking their arms and kicking their feet. They’re second graders and they’re girl scouts. It’s a Sunday morning and I’m at work, but it…
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A woman wearing leopard ballet flats and a canvas bag slung across her shoulder pauses outside the window to light a cigarette before moving on. For once, I am not the one…
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“I’m angry. I’m just really pissed off at the Universe right now. I’m just….mad.” I confessed this to a group of women (some of whom I barely know) recently. They watched with…
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I have been thinking a lot about life and death lately. Not only in the physical sense, but in the metaphysical sense, too. When I was a nurse working in the I.C.U.,…
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I have in my hands a letter from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida. It’s addressed to London, Ontario and postmarked on July 16, 1965. The stamp in the left hand corner is…