I recently read a little tidbit of trivia Facebook’s algorithm thought I’d be interested in. And guess what? It was correct in this instance. Before I proceed, being familiar with The Princess Bride (1987) and certainly its list of memorable quotes will not be necessary to appreciate the overall gist of the message. In other words, keep reading and don’t be turned off just because I named a cult classic movie.
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The Hope of Tomorrow
I have finally come to the conclusion that I am not as smart as I once thought I was. By disclosing this fact, I am not looking for empty flattery or reassurance of the contrary. It’s okay, I get it. I accept it. I am moving forward from this point with what I have to work with. With that in mind, this is the only piece of advice I have to give you: hang on. Hang on, hang in there, keep going. You find that hope that will float you into tomorrow and you cling to it for as long as you need to. It is hope that carries us to the other end of the day and whatever your hope looks like for you, protect it.
Continue readingThe Age of Regret
Before I dive into this post I want to make one thing perfectly clear and that is the fact that I am a fairly contented person. Life is life. I get it. I understand the concept of making choices based on what you are capable of at the moment. Of course, regret is going to come into play as you gain more understanding and perspective. That’s just a natural part of life. But no one should beat themselves up too much with the sometimes heavy bat of regret. Sure, there are things that could have been done better but no one has a time machine DeLorean* so we just have to learn from it and keep moving on by doing better next time. I get it. I get all that. That being said, I must admit recently, I have started to let a couple of my biggest regrets occupy more space in my mind than I normally do. So much space they have moved south to my heart to inflict some wounds. It seems like I have entered the age of regret. In an effort to minimize them to more manageable sizes, I’m going to share them with you.
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Monday is my grandma Tommie’s 101st birthday. Even though she has been gone for 59 years (long before there was a ck in the works) I still try to remember the day. Out of my four grandparents, her story always seemed the most tragic. Not that any of the others had it easy, mind you, they all experienced their fair share of life’s vicissitudes. But hers just always hit me a little harder. Last month, I shared what little I know about my paternal grandma. Now I’m going to share what I know about my maternal grandma.
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Wow! Life took a turn for you, didn’t it? No one saw that coming, not even you. And now there you are, sitting in the middle of all the broken pieces.
Continue readingThe Lesson from the Walk
“How long will it take before this weed stops bouncing back up if I step on it every day?” was my unofficial experiment of the summer. The answer surprised me. But I also likened that weed to us. “How long will it take before we stop bouncing back after someone continually steps on us and knocks us down?”
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Today is my grandma’s 123rd birthday. No, she is not here to celebrate. She passed away 40 years ago this August. Though I turned 12 just a few days before her passing, I have relatively few memories of her. She was placed in a nursing home when I was about 9 and spent the last few years of her life there. Though the facility was actually within walking distance of my home, I let one traumatic experience keep me from visiting as I should have. I regret that but also acknowledge I did the best I could at the time. This story isn’t really about that though. I have written quite a lot about my grandma – perhaps out a deep sense of guilt for not visiting – I am going to map out a rough sketch of the things I know.
Continue readingAdding it all up
For some reason, I started doing some math the other day. I’m not sure what prompted it because I am not one to randomly break out and decide to solve math problems. But I did the other day. And the math I did was more mind blowing than any equation or word problem thrown at me during school. I decided to figure out how old I was when my mom was the same age I am now.
Continue readingPink Fan
I am a Pink fan. Not the color, the singer but my keyboard can’t stylize her name the way that she does. It’s been many years since I declared that she was one of the best lyricists of this generation. I’m talking, many years, even before some of her best work to date. Even though we have nothing in common, there are many lyrics of hers that I feel connected to.
Continue readingCori’s Cuts II
I keep a running “thought board” in my Notes app. Some make it onto the same list, others get a whole new note started. Thoughts that I feel are deeply profound that I can somehow turn into a blog or poem later. Trouble is, I don’t always get back to them. The other trouble is they are not usually quite as deep or profound when I return to them. Some of them do not make any sense at all but in the moment they sure must have.
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