Sharon J. Anderson
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Saint Jake
Never was there a more present, generous and grateful dog. Continue reading
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Attuned to Nature’s Music
No one in my life heard the music of Mother Nature better than my beloved friend, Judy. Continue reading
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The Great Purge
Toss the junk of your life like there’s no tomorrow. Continue reading
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Ignite — 7/13/23
“Call me anti-social, but please don’t call me.” Continue reading
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Becoming A Poem
There is unbridled potential for the poetic — in everything, even in ourselves. Continue reading
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The Solitary Habit
My father died two months ago. Yesterday, we did a sunrise walk together. Continue reading
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Ashes, Ashes, I Still Fall Down
We are taught that if we work hard enough, we will get over our losses. This has not been the case for many who grieve, including me. Continue reading
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Wait for It — February 2023
“I want something from Daddy that he is not able to give me . . . .” Continue reading
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Ignite — 2/3/23
“No man is lost at sea,” wrote Hemingway. Oh yeah? Continue reading
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Maternal Pop-ups — Part Two
What do you do when your dead mother pops up? Look away? Continue reading
