Monthly Archives: September 2012

Percolating

Every morning, I heat water and pour it over a cone filter with fresh ground coffee, and allow it to drip directly into my cup.  For my one cup of coffee.  I have a coffee maker for when I have … Continue reading

Posted in Faith, Mass, Race | 13 Comments

T-2

Two days until the race!  Yippee!  I was talking with my daughter about it yesterday and she said, very sheepishly, “um, you know, I am really thinking I want to run another marathon.”  So we started with the web searches. … Continue reading

Posted in Race, Thrift | 5 Comments

Another Autumn Morning

Yesterday when I got home from work I was so tired, I wanted to go to bed.  Instead I laced on my running shoes and headed out the door for a walk.  I cut across a park and when I … Continue reading

Posted in Catechetical School, Gratitude, Training | 3 Comments

Wednesday Morning

Woke to the ringing of milk bottles being carried to the little box on my front porch.  The sounds and smells of rain on grass and fallen leaves.  As I write, I am eating my morning slop of steel cut … Continue reading

Posted in Catechetical School, Depression, Training | 8 Comments

Amber Ribbon?

Yesterday I wrote about one little moment in my history with domestic violence.  I was taken aback by a couple of comments.  People who grew up in the shadow of alcoholism and violence.  It leaves a mark.  We survive, we … Continue reading

Posted in Sobriety | 13 Comments

The Coast is Clear, Bring on the Nightmares!

For about a week now, I am having the same recurring nightmare.  With minor variations, but the same thing every night.  I am back with my violent ex-husband.  He is being violent.  My daughters are with me, sometimes my son … Continue reading

Posted in Dreams, Faith, History | 13 Comments

Sunday Morning

It’s truly Autumn!  And I truly get to sit on my sofa and blog!  And there are real football games on the television!  There is an afghan I knit eleven years ago while I was glued to the TV watching … Continue reading

Posted in Friends, Gratitude, Race, Rest, Training | 4 Comments