It's a phrase that has been playing in my head over and over for several days. Cautiously Optimistic. When people ask me how I'm doing, it's what I want to say. How do you feel? Cautiously optimistic.
I had a very painful experience with my mother this week. Years of anger and resentment, hurt over slights ...
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[In Part I, I was unwittingly serving my future husband and his buddies at the Outback Steakhouse, where I was waitressing. If I'd known, I probably wouldn't have chosen my first words to him as "G-Day, Mates! Welcome to the Outback Steakhouse!"]
Two of the guys decided to order ...
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Today, I am thankful for my life.
Today, I feel blessed.
Today, I know that we are so, so lucky.
My children are healthy. My worries are few. My mother's new pain medication is helping, and helping her achieve her ultimate goal of taking less medication. For her, for that, I am so thankful. My job is secure, ...
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I've spent a lot of time this past year feeling bitter. I'm tired of the feeling. The aching, gnawing, acidic feeling in my stomach is not welcome in 2010. I've spent too much time consumed by bitter, angry thoughts; writing magnificently angry and righteous emails and letters to "friends" and family who have burned me, ...
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This is the token end-of-year post. I'm not usually one for the token-whatever post, I read too many other great Christmas, Thanksgiving, Birthday, New Year's, etc posts.. but I wanted to talk about this year because it's been a big year for me.
Firsts in 2009
Last year was a year of many firsts for me. I ...
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On Sunday, I went to get my hair professionally cut and colored. I have never had my hair professionally colored (though the box-color aisle in the CVS and I are very familiar with each other) and I simply love to get it cut. The result?
It's ...
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Hope.
It's a powerful thing. Hope can get us out of bed in the morning. Hope can push us past exhaustion for one more try, or one more box unpacked, one more hour worked. One more lap around the room with the squalling infant. One more day lived.
We live on Hope. Some of us more than ...
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