Happy Easter!

Linda on Apr 11th 2009

I wasn’t surprised to find a call tag on my doorknob that read, “Sorry, you were out when truck called.”  I wasn’t supposed to be home but I agreed to have a pile of goods at the end of my driveway for the charity truck.  A pile of too small, too big and too boring clothes and shoes had been growing in my garage over the last several months.   At work, several co-workers read the horoscope in the L.A. Times.  The majority are Capricorns, so they read that one and pass it on.  I’d stopped consulting horoscopes but will still listen in when a fellow Tauraen shares what’s up with the “Bull.”  One day, our horoscope talked about removing clutter, getting rid of old things and making room for new.  In this season of renewal, I heard a voice telling me it’s time to clear out.  So I called the charity I normally donate to to tell them that I had a pick up. Continue Reading »

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Why is there a Pine Tree in Our Living Room? Jim Gaffigan

Linda on Dec 20th 2008

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Happy Easter!

Linda on Mar 23rd 2008

Read the lyrics to this song, start anew, and remember to find Love everyday!!

What’s wrong with the world, mama
People livin’ like they ain’t got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that’ll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we try to stop terrorism
But we still got terrorists here livin’
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK Continue Reading »

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The Truth About Holy Days

Linda on Dec 9th 2007

As I’m putting up our Christmas tree today, I wanted to share a story about Matthew discovering the truth about Santa Claus. It happened when he was eight years old at Easter time. When he asked, “There’s no such thing as an Easter Bunny, right? It makes no sense, how can a big rabbit hide eggs?” it reminded me of when he asked, “Why did Dad move out?” I wanted to ignore the question but felt cornered with nowhere to go, except to the truth. After all he was eight years old, maybe too old to believe in such childish things as giant bunnies and Santa Claus, and yet too young to be intimately aware of cancer. Continue Reading »

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