Monthly Archives: March 2015


My heart is a fist clenched tightly in my chest, a monkey fist to match my monkey mind. Liquid bowels and breath blown back into my lungs by the frozen winds of fear. How do you run surrounded by the … Continue reading

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What’s Cookin’?

For many years, I did not believe I could cook. My late husband, who was a wonderful cook, repeatedly told me that I was terrible at it. It was one of the ways he kept me feeling helpless and dependent … Continue reading

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