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Drinking the Kool-Aid

Is this the same bottle that Andy drank from? ‘It is’, she replied. I don’t think I can do it. He closed the garage door prematurely. Growing up, the girls never knew their dad.

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Smoke Fills the Air

Smoke fills the air.  Filling my lungs. I am only a child. A child wanting to breathe fresh air. Yet living in a perpetual haze. I didn’t want the perks of your addiction. I had no choice.  I had no … Continue reading

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Lying There

He looked like an Auschwitz victim. Like a tiny helpless baby bird. I wanted to cradle him in my arms, But fed him ice chips instead. It’s what he preferred. He looked into my eyes Just moments before he died. … Continue reading

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Dying Today Revised

Today in meditation I realized that I am dying a little more everyday. I started crying, accepting my own demise. I thought about my mom’s mortality. And how it’s hard for her to accept. I had a better understanding of … Continue reading

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Thank You!

Hi!  I just wanted to say thank you to everyone following my blog, and liking my posts!  I really appreciate it!  It fuels my fire and keeps me going.  I hope you like the new look!  With Much Love, Suzanne … Continue reading

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Dying Today

Today in meditation I realized that I am dying a little more everyday. I started crying, accepting my own demise. I thought about my mom’s mortality. And how it’s hard for her to accept. I had a better understanding of … Continue reading

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Deathbed

My friend had a strange dream last night.  He dreamed someone he knew had been exterminated, and another was on the list.  He was disturbed by the nature of the dream and left wondering, “Who’s the next victim? ”  Tonight, … Continue reading

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“Hi. How are you?”

Do people really want to know the answer to that question?  Or do they just want me to smile and say… “Fine”? I was taught to be polite after all.  I was taught, albeit indirectly, that it’s rude to share … Continue reading

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