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Life can be so confusing sometimes. The other day Milt cut my hair for me. (I like it shorter than most beauticians are comfortable with.) Anyway, I looked at the inches of hair falling to the floor and it looked like fur. I was joking around with my sexy stylist and told him my . . . → Read More: A Young Soul in an Old Body Share on FacebookIt’s Easter Sunday. I feel like letting my mind drift back in time to all the Easter Sundays of my life. It’s funny because the first thoughts that come up are all about pretty new dresses, starched little bonnets, white gloves, shiny white tights and even shinier white shoes—a little girl’s favorite thing—new clothes. My mind could have gone to memories about lent, fasting, doing the rosary on our knees in front of the couch, fish on Fridays, long masses . . . . But what I remember most is feeling pretty. . . . → Read More: See Me Beautiful Share on FacebookEarlier today I had an email from a woman asking if I would be interested in presenting at a women’s retreat this summer. In her note she said that there were other presenters who were doing workshops in grief, suffering, healing, etc, and could I do something a bit light on the mind. At first I had to reread the email a few times to see exactly what she was asking. . . . → Read More: When I Lose My Mind I Like Me Better Share on Facebook |
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