Is the lone red leaf on a soft mat of green that I detected this morning a sign of fall? “One swallow does not a summer make,” (Aristotle), a voice inside me resists. One red leaf does not herald a season, just like one flake of snow is not a sign of a coming storm. […]
Today a woman somewhere is laughing, weeping, grieving, or celebrating. Someone is giving birth; someone is losing a loved one to death. Relationships are forming, others are ending. For some, this will be an ordinary day filled with many of the same activities as yesterday. For others, something unexpected will suddenly make this day unforgettable, one that they may tell their children and grandchildren about in the future. In the same way that we are curious about how our grandmothers lived, future generations will be interested in learning about what an ordinary day was like in our lives.
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One Woman's Day
October 18 – Who Am I Today?
Didn’t do yoga this morning. It has been weeks. Not liking myself right now, as I don’t seem to prioritize what I need for a pain-free day, although I am trying, very very hard, to accept myself unconditionally in these moments. It certainly does not serve me well when I get so disappointed with myself. […]
October 11 – The Keeper
When school was dismissed for the summer, like the other kids I ran out of the building screeching, hollering, and scattering with them running in a hundred different directions. I always stopped, though, and turned around staring back at the empty school building, a silent yearning filling my heart and soul. I loved my teachers […]
September 13 – Fishing for Words
Dad was a fly-fisherman who couldn’t resist the masochistic urge to wake in the quiet predawn hours and stumble, blurry-eyed out of the house. He drove to a nearby lake where he lowered his boat into the water, cranked the outboard engine into action, and navigated through the murky waters noting the water’s invisible currents […]
September 6 – Life Goes On
A cancer diagnosis is given; Life goes on. Peaches are abundant; Life goes on. An angry young woman confronts the world; Life goes on. A loving friend makes peach cobbler; Life goes on. This poem was first published at http://nancyoelklaus.com/blog
August 30 -The Great Book Purge
I’ve always had a problem with books: I can’t let go of them. And that is why I found myself bawling as my husband and I began the painful process of purging my book collection. We were moving soon, to a smaller house. And while part of me recognized the rationale of downsizing, another deeply […]
