Home Town Visit with the Person Inside

Home Town Visit with the Person Inside

The Person Inside (she says her name is Lily) traveled with me this week to our home town, Port Townsend, Washington.   I used to live here too, you know. But. . .hey, it’s kind of different. . .   She’s right. Town has changed a lot in the 45 years since...
Dancing with the Person Inside

Dancing with the Person Inside

Last Sunday afternoon I met a friend downtown for iced coffee. As I ambled back to the car, replete with a tall skinny iced mocha for the first time in years, I noticed a poster for classes at the local dance studio taped inside a storefront window. I’ve been thinking...
Embracing the Person Inside

Embracing the Person Inside

Last week I was absolutely giddy from reclaiming the person inside, my inquisitive and forward-looking 14-year-old self. It was such a joy to see her again that I’ve invited her to stick around. Together, we’ve had an interesting week!   She’s definitely more...
Reclaiming the Person Inside

Reclaiming the Person Inside

I experienced a huge revelation this week: there’s a person inside me who, for the first time in years, perhaps decades, is free!   She’s a very young person, fourteen as close as I can tell. I felt her knocking earlier this week while meeting with a friend from...
Travel, Kids and Sitters

Travel, Kids and Sitters

One day I’ll travel, as early as next month when I visit my home town for a couple of days. Given the brief time frame it’s a trip targeted for family but if I run true to form I’ll sneak in some time with friends, too. That’s the scheduling challenge of traveling to...
Six Month Week

Six Month Week

This week, it is six months since Bruce died. I started feeling strange about this when I noticed that the days of this week have exactly the same dates as that week in December: Bruce came home on Monday the seventeenth  and died shortly before midnight on Sunday the...

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