“Miracles don’t happen today like they did back then.” In researching an amazing organization I have to say, I couldn’t disagree more. We rationalize the above assertion with examples like the man born blind, healed by some spit from a Savior and mud. That doesn’t happen today […]
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You know those movies with someone everyone thinks is crazy? No one believes them; not their wives, husbands, best friends? ie: Chicken Little, Walt Grace, any character from an alien invasion movie. I wonder which person I would be: (a) the believer (b) the doubter The writer, the optimist in me shouts: A! The control […]
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I’m too selfish to be married right now. ..it’s gonna be a hard conversation with the fiancé.. (sarcasm) I’ve been trying to figure out why I’ve been so impatient lately. I realized: I have been living selfishly for the past four years. Not in an ignorant step-on-everyone sort of way. But in the I’ve-been-a-single-college-student-for-four-years […]
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All our lives, we are told to leave rooms better than we found them. At least that’s what I’ve been told. But it struck me today: What about people? We are so concerned over how much trash we threw away, how straight the chairs are, memorizing its state before we enter. If only we put […]
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I’m sitting here, back to last-minute posts, because I simply forget. I have the best intentions, I swear.Like when I tell myself I’m going to get up half an hour early so I can spend that extra half hour in poetry. We’re two for two… …of NOT getting up. And I have these thoughts […]
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For more reasons than I have words to list, below is a rough draft of a poem, sans title. (Note: “Shitty First Drafts” by Anne Lamott applies to poetry, too): (Drafts to come) Tomorrow makes rain forfour days.Endless white noisefilling street edges andshoe holes,reminding you what the worldwould sound likeif you could only playone note.But […]
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I think I am miserable because so many people keep telling me I will be soon. BUT.1. I love my job2. I love(d) my college3. I am so blessed What reason do I have to be miserable? I repeat: I love my job. In the three weeks after graduation, I have been told repeatedly, […]
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Ah, well. I don’t like the days when I don’t have anything to say.The thoughts haven’t made their way to my fingertips yet; ..waiting.. I still haven’t learned my lesson: I shouldn’t write for an imaginary audience. But. Isn’t no audience still an imaginary one? So, here goes: I’m lonely. Not […]
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Self doubt.It’s a dangerous thing. Doubting someone else, well, they can prove you right, hopefully wrong. But yourself. How do you know? How do I know? It’s all about balance, right?How do I know if this is a copout? Rather: which one is the copout? Gun to my head, there are only […]
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Fact: Last Christmas, as I was sitting around the tree with my family, laughing at some joke, stuffed with food, a girl not three years my elder was servicing 95 men. That’s one man every 15 minutes. Why? Because she felt there was no other way to live. How do I reconcile […]
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