• COPING

    Posted on by Molly

    The next couple of days will be tense. Many of us are hoping against hope that the complexion of Congress will change. In the meantime, to reduce anxiety, we cope in various ways. Here is what I am doing: I read books about little houses[..]

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  • TROUBLED WATERS

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    If only our world looked like this. But it doesn’t; and all of us are stressed, worried, heartsick, anxious, and you can add as many negative adjectives to the list that you would like. It is a time of trouble here in our country, and[..]

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  • THE ONE ABOUT THE GUY AND THAT THING

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    I read so many books. When I finish one, I immediately start another. This creates all kinds of problems. One of them is that not only do I read something that is really good, but  I immediately forget the title because I am already reading[..]

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  • THE PASSION CONTINUES

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    First it was horse camp. She was six. She got a certificate that she carried around for days afterwards, slept with, and refused to let go of. She was so depressed afterwards, I signed her up for riding lessons. She was not the typical little[..]

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  • SABBATICAL

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    I am taking a one week sanity sabbatical from the blog! See you soon.

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  • A WEEK OF ANGER AND EXHAUSTION

    Women are tired. Tired of being ignored. Tired of having our stories called “lies.” The old white men who currently run this country are relying on methods that have worked for them for generations. They are shortsighted. The days of old white men calling the[..]

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  • FALL…TODAY

    Friday, the high was 88 degrees. It was humid, and my AC was going full on, but I still needed to use a catalog (full of sweaters and flannel shirts) to fan myself. Today, it is 62 degrees. I would like to issue a formal[..]

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  • A LIST

    My God. There is so much to worry about. To whine about. To lose sleep about. I do all those things. I wager that nearly 75% or more of us are on some sort of medication for all of this. There is no such thing[..]

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  • IT FLIES BY

    These are the beautiful people. They hold my hand. They sit on my lap. Giggling is compulsory. When the older one, my dearest Charlie, says “I’ll love you forever,” my heart nearly bursts. When the tiny one, darling Birdie, puts her head in my lap,[..]

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