One Day At A Time
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From Aunt Erma’s Cope Book My mom, Mary, loved Erma Bombeck. She bought her paperbacks and read her newspaper articles, often clipping them out and sending them to me…a young wife and mother. Bombeck’s timeless humor was an encouragement in those days of stress and struggle. I saw myself in some of her predicaments like…
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Someday when I see perfectly clearly a feeling preserved forever in some connection within my flesh and blood, it’s a “crystal clear moment.” Oh, bring these moments in a parade to me when I am old and my newnesses slow to nothing. Give me these happinesses to grin absently at and speak to again across time.…
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Do you worry excessively? That’s not healthy.
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I sent my DNA spit-sample to Ancestry.com and discovered I am: I’m mostly white. That is, if the Western European percentage is still considered mostly white. I imagine they were swarthy. Some of my ancestors came from the Middle East…is that white or not? If not; then I am about two-thirds white. That is, my…
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One of the things I love about studying history is the sense of how interpretations are overlapped by time. So often what we think is “truth” is opinion, even when we are looking at “facts”. In my Jewell Johnson Mysteries I hope to recreate the past and then several possible interpretations. In book one, “Let…
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Did you ever sit down and just write down the names of your friends and acquaintances? Do that, and then think of something good about them: maybe they are a good cook, a ‘fun’ partner, a confidant, have nice hair, pretty eyes, cute ears, an interesting or humorous attitude- just anything that is nice. It…
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So I wonder, is working a few hours a week on top of my already busy days foolish? Still it looks so fun; well I don’t know, fun?


