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Blogher, the wonderful Web site for women on all topics, stages, and places in life (and umm, by the way, please clickity click on the ad in the box to the right of this post and the recommended reading below it, brought to you by the one and the same blogher peeps)  has introduced and suggested this meme (suggested themes for writing, especially electronically):

Write a letter to your heart

And so it begins… it turns out I had a lot to say: Read more »

Today, I am full. I am plenty-full.

[PhotoSquash a Plenty by Travelinfool55 on flickr]

It is not the turkey or the squash. It is not even that the waiting is over. It’s not.

And my belly still hurts and my heart is still racing and will be until things are settled, or more settled anyway.

And yet….

I am full. Full of love. Full of family. Full of old friends and new loves and putting old fears to rest and embracing new securities and love and hope. I am full, and full of thanks and it is good.

I haven’t been writing as much lately. Yes, I’ve been busy with work and work and work. Yes, I’ve been trying to learn about some other facets of the internet to grow my blog and make it better, perhaps even profitable.

But also, I’ve been blue. Deep, beautiful, aquamarine blue, in my core. Read more »