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what happened to joy?

There’s a 7-year old who shares my house, and my life.

She is ridiculously, relentlessly, noisily happy.

I mean, within moments of her eyes opening in the morning there’s a smile on her face, and it rarely leaves until the last giggling, cackling, out-loud goodnight tickle fades away.  390 more words

Wondering

Writing Prompt: August Blues

As a kid, were you happy or anxious about going back to school? Now that you’re older, how has your attitude toward the end of the summer evolved? 411 more words

Daily Prompt Responses

Daily Post: Backhanded Compliments

What’s the best (or rather, worst) backhanded compliment you’ve ever received? 

The glass windows stretched from ceiling to floor. Every night the janitorial staff hauled a ladder into the west facing offices to polish the windows to near invisibility. 474 more words

Daily Prompt Responses

The Restoration of Self.

          I’ve had several conversations recently with people who have been feeling varying degrees of overwhelmed by what is going on out there in the world. I tend to be a somewhat solitary sort if not down right reclusive at times because I am one of those people who sometimes takes too much in and as a result over the years I have learned when I have to pull back from the world really as a matter of some kind of self preservation. 1,201 more words

Observations

An Apology and a Request

Sorry for all the silence and picture spam lately. It’s just. . .

Life is hard right now.

And for the first time in my life, writing doesn’t help at all. 95 more words

Stories From My Life