I cried because I had no shoes until I met a man who had no feet. (Author unknown or Old Persian Proverb – whichever you prefer.) It’s been quite the year. My life imploded, crashing in on my body and soul from all sides. Everything that was familiar and comfortable went away – some due to my … Continue reading
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Another One Bites the Dust!
How did this happen? The year ended; I didn’t lose ten pounds, I didn’t write the great American novel, and I didn’t knit a sweater. Oh, that’s right; I live in Costa Rica. I don’t need the sweater any more. Now, about that little black dress I had planned to fit into for the New … Continue reading