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Thanksgiving Table Talk: What Would You Pick For Your Last Meal?
JOYFUL MUSINGS: Lest you think me a “foodie” however, you’d be quite mistaken.
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On Life and Loss and Oh, Those Glorious NH Leaves
JOYFUL MUSINGS: ‘I got a call to my UMass dorm room that my dad had died. He was 55 and my world changed in an instant.’
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Tranquility, Thanksgiving, and Order In the Sock Drawer
JOYFUL MUSINGS: My spoons never line up perfectly in my kitchen drawer, my socks match occasionally and, yes, I do know where my passport is.
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Joyfully Musing on the American Way
I muse joyfully on participating in this election, on learning and speaking my truth, on canvassing for my candidate, on participating in an amazing process.
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What Rhymes With Tote and It Goes in A Ballot Box?
JOYFUL MUSINGS: This season of speeches and polls simply calls for some levity. Let’s play.
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Joyfully Musing About the Dead Coming By for a Visit
John Donne wrote, “Death be not proud.” Donne did not write, “Death be not fun, death be not colorful or vibrant, death be not a feast of memories.” Obviously, Donne was not Mexican.
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Shhh! Extremely Cool Things Are Happening Here
JOYFUL MUSINGS: When I was growing up, Friday nights in Springfield’s Forest Park meant a trip to the Forest Park Public Library with my Dad. I still remember the colorful yellow stools, the books at my eye level. And I could take out as many books as I wanted – like an all you can eat buffet for the mind.
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Do What You Love, Um, And Just Keep Doing It
JOYFUL MUSINGS: I’m exceptionally good at sleeping – and, not to brag, but I can fall asleep anywhere, anytime, anyplace.
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Fine Friends and Stroopwafels, Need I Say More?
Joyful Musings: Instant Karma’s going to get us all, I hope.
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What’s a Southern Teacher To Do in a NH Winter?
Joyful Musings:
But Kim is bracing for New Hampshire’s winter; she has boots from Land’s End and was wearing her “winter shoes” as we spoke. I did not have the heart to tell Kim her delicate tan ballet flats may not make it through November, but I adore her optimism.