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Tag Archives: happiness

i’ve loved you so long

October 27, 2008 – 3:07 pm

At 4 years, the relationship with Z is the longest one I have had.
Some aspects are drudgery. The minor arguements, the petty irritants. Unmade beds and unswept kitchens and forgotten resolutions to put away socks or pick up the coffee mugs. A conveyor belt of chores and small annoyances that are the price of cohabitation [...]

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stand up and be counted

July 22, 2008 – 2:33 pm

I am lunching on a slab of chocolate. A slab! Morevor one containing strawberries and cookies and meringue. I’m not sure that can be topped.
For most of my life (thanks to starting and finishing school earlier than my peers) I have been the youngest, feeling one step behind everyone, out of sync as though I [...]

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showcasing various skills

February 12, 2008 – 4:15 pm

Matei modelling the result of Lynne’s excellent knitting skills:

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the journey to my son’s room

September 10, 2007 – 2:41 pm

If there is one thing I wish that could be different about this pregnancy (well aside from no pelvic pain, two things then) is I wish I could be more innocent about it. I wish I could be one of those women who from the first moment they see those two pink lines start painting [...]

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No work makes Nina go into a posting frenzy

June 1, 2006 – 3:29 pm

The music was playing and time was slowing down and flowing around me like water and I was walking to the altar as though in a dream. And then there we were, standing together, he and I with the minister and our two attendants, still giggling at each other like teenagers except by now we [...]

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Protected: first post of the new year

January 2, 2005 – 12:38 pm

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October 5, 2003 – 5:45 pm

I had decided not to call because I was afraid that if I did the breaks in my heart would fly from my throat and I was not, am not ready for this kind of intimacy. My body is generous with itself my mind is not.
ANd today, crossing the road, not watching not seeing for [...]

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