Writing
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Spit and Spitfire
Hell hath no fury like a woman outwitted by technology. You heard me — nothing saps a woman’s creativity more than inexplicable technical glitches for which there is no logical pattern. No rhyme. No reason. Do not pass go. Do… Continue reading
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Test Post
Troubleshooting troubleshooting Continue reading
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Showing Up — Part Two
My mother died the way she lived — stubbornly and privately. Two weeks earlier she had suffered a catastrophic stroke with no hope for recovery. She had signed an advance directive not to start or continue life-sustaining procedures and was… Continue reading
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Showing Up — Part One
“I’m sad that it took the death of my dad to re-connect us.” Three weeks ago on a late Thursday afternoon, I received an email from a former client from whom I hadn’t heard in nearly 13 years. “Hi Sharon… Continue reading
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Without Donald Hall
Donald Hall, one of my favorite poets and the husband of another of my favorite poets — Jane Kenyon — died this past Saturday. He was 89 — the age my mother was when she died earlier this year. Hall… Continue reading
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Welcome to Spark and Spitfire
“She’s a spitfire!” That’s how my latest financial advisor referred to me the first time he met with my life partner and beloved, Adrienne, a couple of weeks ago. I had only met with him twice. I didn’t recall anyone… Continue reading
