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Poor in a Grocery Store


You don’t need to recall it – I recall it everyday. My right arm and shoulder have sustained multiple injuries, so I refrain from carrying a heavy purse when I’m required to ‘walk-a-ways’ (a Midwestern vernacular term I haven’t shed, despite living in CA for near-forty years).… ...

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Clear, Concise, and Complete

Writing requires judicious revision, a truism that used to alarm the novel novelist that was me. No more. I’m more assured in my skills.

Writing can effortful, not glib, for some, though seldom for me. It requires accountability: to be purposeful and precise, with an arc that reaches beyond a mere spark, a notion, a thought.… ...

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Clothes Rapport


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Life as a Miracle: ASHA Licensing Exam

I let my California speech-language pathology license lapse. I am a practicing SLP no more. I retain my lifetime credential to work in the public schools. Any state. I am ASHA-certified, a coveted process that proclaimed to be prohibitively difficult, but a cinch for me.… ...

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Word Climbing: is it better than dumbing words down?

Do you recall a requisite of fourth grade English, the one to build a list of dead words to never use? My teacher, Mrs. Johnson, a svelte, distinguished woman who always wore black, instilled the notion in me. Very posh for small town Indiana, she was the wife of the basketball coach, who, in the Hoosier state, was nominal king of the town.… ...

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Self Love: Mind the Gap

If I asked you to name all the things you love, how long would it take you to name yourself?

Let’s get to work to fill that gap. Promise yourself:

  • To be so strong that nothing can disturb your peace of mind.


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Conversational Characteristics of Me and He

Larry and I are decidedly conversational, yet our styles differ as much as Venus and Mars:

Laconic vs. Loquacious = Larry and Me.

He’s not exactly terse, but he is economical in his verbiage. He says what he means, precise as a knife – or a big stick.… ...

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Random Acts of Kindness

I perform random acts of kindness.

Though mine are neither random nor an act. I engage. It’s why must be done to thrive: be love.

Selfless, enabling, and spontaneous acts in a ‘be like Jesus’ mode. Radical to some, anathema to others, who remain stymied by fear.… ...

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You know you’re old(er) when…

It’s that time of year. The parties are over and Christmas decor packed. The diet has started and I’m deep in lament. Why, exactly, did i eat all the chocolate candies, cookies, and eclectic junk?

I hate this time of year, despite the fact that the days are rapidly gaining light, lengthening to refresh good moods and spirits of adventure.… ...

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Life as a Miracle: Sista Suzi

What does one say in the face of full charm, a woman met serendipitously after she and one of my clients casually flirted when he trotted past her office window alongside his mom. To-and-from his therapy sessions with me. The woman in the photo is me, working the magic of speech-language pathology with the tyke.… ...

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