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maggie's world: June 2015
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Tuesday, June 23, 2015. When the past rushes up to meet you. I was talking with a friend on Saturday, and she was struggling with her daughter's plans for the day. Courtney, the daughter, is 12, and she was attending her first boy/girl party. A day of swimming and an evening of bonfire, co-ed. My friend was nervous about her little girl growing up, and how her relationships would take shape. I'm here to reflect. Or hide and seek across several backyards. Or freeze tag on the Naperville riverwalk....Which...
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maggie's world: On heavy things and putting them down
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Friday, August 14, 2015. On heavy things and putting them down. Sometimes, you don't realize you've been in a downward spiral. You may seem pretty content, and feel like you're making progress. But if you're carrying anger and resentment, it's entirely possible that you aren't being honest with yourself, and that it's time to set down the baggage. Really, guys. That stuff gets heavy. A lot of it (surprise, surprise) boiled down to one thing. Money. That has something to do with a lightness I feel inside&...
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maggie's world: Winter
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Sunday, January 11, 2015. Some days, I don't have much to say. Today is one of those days. Not much . but still, something. But yes, I am going to go out there. Because it's 36 degrees, it's sunny . and if I don't get fresh air and vitamin D when I can, it's going to be a long winter indeed. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Follow me on Twitter. Good stuff clicked here! My health and wellness blog. My brother's brother's blog. My brother's other brother's blog. My brother's sister's new blog.
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maggie's world: February 2015
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Monday, February 16, 2015. Life, love and Excel. My friend Eric is one of those. Friends. You know the ones; they've been in your orbit for so long, you barely recall what life was like in the days before them. I was in my early 20s when we began the friendship that was instantly filled with vulnerable honesty. The year was 1991. I looked something like this blurry screen grab from a VHS tape of a play I was in at Aurora University. Me as Big Jane in "Three Postcards.". In my lifetime, I have known only ...
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maggie's world: May 2015
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Saturday, May 30, 2015. I remember with crystal clarity my last conversation with my mom. We were on the phone, watching the Cubs game, commiserating over lackluster pitching. She told me she had a splitting headache; I hoped it would get better if her beloved boys in blue could put up a W. They didn't. And the next day, she was gone. (It was not their fault.). Monday, May 25, 2015. Balmy and warm, today is telling me it's okay to come outside. Because, in the summer, I am the very best version of my...
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maggie's world: In gratitude
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Monday, September 22, 2014. One week from today, I will pay people to take all of my shit out of my sister's house, put it on a truck, and do the whole thing in reverse on the other end. I feel ready. I've made the wisest decision I can, under the circumstances, and I'm moving back to a place that feels like home to me. I am returning to the place where I built a life from the bottom up, where I hit rock bottom and learned I could bounce. There were ways we got on each other's nerves, for sure. But t...
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maggie's world: The last time
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Saturday, May 30, 2015. I remember with crystal clarity my last conversation with my mom. We were on the phone, watching the Cubs game, commiserating over lackluster pitching. She told me she had a splitting headache; I hoped it would get better if her beloved boys in blue could put up a W. They didn't. And the next day, she was gone. (It was not their fault.). That description is poetic. an amplified life. It is often harder, but I feel that way also. wouldnt have it any other way. Follow me on Twitter.
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maggie's world: On resolutions and other stuff
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Monday, December 29, 2014. On resolutions and other stuff. I've been thinking lately about two things: flinging oneself into the great unknown, and resolutions. I think the two can come together quite nicely, but before we do that, we need to consider what we resolve. And all of it - every last bit - has made its presence known on my thighs. Why did I let myself go? What the hell is wrong with me? This is a stretch goal for me, in more ways than one. Am I ready to embark on a journey like this? So, happy...
