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Moons ago, someone carved me a nickname into the sand. The tide came and swept my name away. That name was "Sputnitsa," which means "fellow traveler" in Russian.
The price of anything is the amount of life you exchange for it. ~ Henry David Thoreau
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Category Archives: plan b
It is the Now
Times are dark and uncertain, and how things are going to end isn’t a given. Maybe it doesn’t even matter. It’s the love we share in the now that is everything that matters. Love makes and remakes us. And I believe … Continue reading
Posted in being, challenges, communication, community service, culture shock, faith, giving, giving is healing, goals, helping others, integrity, kindness, learning from others, life, love, never ending story, plan b, power, self-creation, volunteering, volunteerism, what next, what now, youth development
Tagged community service, faith, giving is healing, kindness, love, power, what next, what now
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Shhhh! A secret…
So this is how my dear friend J began our conversation the other day. “Okay, now my mom told me not to tell you, but–” Egad! That is a scary start. I sat ramrod stiff and waiting for the scoop. … Continue reading
Posted in challenges, discipline, endless first drafts, fiction, finding your own way, first drafts, interminable first drafts, Kazbegi, Mount Kazbegi, Mount Kazbek, never ending story, plan b, work, writing, writing update
Tagged challenges, deadline!, fiction, first drafts, goals, work, writing
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the best laid plans…
I was planning to fall into a deep slumber. I was planning to get to it immediately. I didn’t see that I could stay awake one more minute. So it was no surprise–or rather, it ought not to have been–when … Continue reading
Posted in appreciating life, escape, funny, growing up in Africa, life, New York, plan b, the unplanned, writing
Tagged escape, friends, life, New York, unplanned, writing
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Just Under Six Thousand, He Said
He was walking up the stairs above me, so he didn’t see my face. “I’ll think about it,” I said, meaning that I’d spend the evening fantasizing that I had $6,000 (or, as he put it, just under $6,000). Not … Continue reading
Congratulations to Me on My Upcoming Nuptials! :)
Before you send me greetings or astounded messages, let me clarify: I’m not getting married. However, I have been receiving congratulatory texts for the past three months, not to mention messages on my phone to remind me of my dress … Continue reading
Posted in funny, mistaken identity, odd things, photos, plan b, rhyme & reason, wedding, whatnot
Tagged dress fittings, funny, mistaken identity, photos, plan b, unexpected invitation, wedding, whatnot, wrong number
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