• A Short History of Love

    My effort to capture serially, in short bursts, reflections on who and what have made me me.

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    My mind works in strange ways at times. Like, let’s take bisections. A bisection is when something spits into two things. Roads are involved a lot in bisection: roads separate city blocks and farm fields, and roads themselves split, and diverge to two different destinations. Which is what happens with our choices as well....

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    First Flights

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    It was a month or so ago when Brett, my sister’s eldest son, nonchalantly made the announcement to his mother. “Mom, I have a girlfriend.” And, like that, Brett had entered the universe of love and dating. The high schooler, without fanfare, was in a relationship. Wow. Easy peasy. It happens. Who knows why,...

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    II • When the Bough Cracked

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    It’s always a precarious thing to wade back into our memories. When time passes and life batters us by waves of experiences, it’s easy to lose clarity about the things that have happened to us- especially those that happened long ago from where we are now. What we cannot remember clearly, we forget. And...

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    I • Beginnings

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    When I was in elementary school, I was pretty anonymous, and quiet. For at least the first year of it, I was considered developmentally challenged- well, at least by my parents, until they realized I wasn’t simply stupid, but just blind. I don’t remember a whole lot from elementary school specifically. I showed up....

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