Month: September 2016
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Forest for the Trees
Consider this a love note to the man who squirms when I write about him. My husband, he notices stuff. When I watch movies, I easily suspend disbelief. That’s what I’m there for, to lose myself for a while. I grant shows and movies a wide latitude in terms of accuracy or probability. Precision in writing is one thing, but […]
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World Enough, and Time
* My daughter, when trying to go to sleep last night, asked me to hold her. “I want to be tangled like a knot,” she cried. As if that’s a thing to want. Wrapped up in those wants and big emotions, she’s more articulate than I can manage. This world is tangled, knotted by history and […]
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About that stress fracture
There’s nothing the universe hates more than a whiner. Especially when they’re whining about what’s actually their good fortune. As in, I’m not in great pain anymore — I just feel ludicrous on crutches. So I have a stress fracture. Not the best thing in the world. Not the worst either. If I keep the weight off […]
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The more things change…
Was it a blink for you? Though they’re older (hello, preschooler, 2nd grader, and 5th grader!), this past long weekend was still spent catching vomit in buckets all weekend long. I admit there’s less spatter and clean-up involved now that the kids are older. They’re pretty amazing about running for a bowl and not letting […]
Marie Gauthier 