I have five minutes to write something. Anything. I don’t have time to mess around and deliberate and be brilliant. I have to write. In the moment. Five minutes isn’t a lot of time. One of the things I’m experimenting with at work is putting constraints into my day as a forcing mechanism. If...
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Lately I feel afraid. Of everything. Or at least it feels that way. I work at a company that has principles we use every day to guide our decision making. And I believe in them. Speak to candidates about them. Apply them to my work. But when I’m off the clock I feel like...
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I built a three tiered raised bed today. I had a general idea of what I wanted to do. Got about what I thought I needed in terms of wood and screws. And I started to build. I made a lot of mistakes. I mis-measured or forgot to measure. I got too little wood....
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I’ve got a 4×4 raised bed in my front yard that is teeming with life. We are growing onions, beets, carrots, cucumber, zucchini, and some beautiful marigolds. This little 4×4 is exploding with growth. I tend to it each day and marvel at how much can happen in such a small space. I water...
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When I was younger people mispronounced my name all the time. See, I have a “t” at the end of my name. People see the m, the a, the r, the g, the o and are like cool we got this – mar-goooooh wtf is that?! Is that a “T?” Who put that there?...
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I haven’t written much lately. Things ache. My thumbs. My soul. So picking up a pen and scratching out my thoughts feels painful and daunting. It’s on my mind constantly. Writing. I have so many ideas and thoughts but they’re not making it to the page. My book writing has come to a halt....
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Ships in yards sitting on racks Scum lines faint and fading stories along the hull Crashing water rushing past All but memories now No longer lived but dreamt of Calloused hands built massive beautiful crafts Intended for voyages Not collecting dust and guilt and shame What we once were when we helmed Big dreams...
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My heart is full. These boys are everything to me. My family more precious than anything. I am so lucky. I look into your little eyes and I feel overwhelmed with love. I am bursting. Gifts upon gifts upon gifts. Hugs to all of you....
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To name a few: Kisses Hugs Swimming in Lake Washington Homemade cookies Vegetarian meals Sunshine Vaccinations Dancing Ice cream Planting a garden together Donuts Coffee Family Texts with good friends Shark sprinklers Sharing recipes “Mommy” Cozy jammies Laughter Peleton/sweating profusely Ice cold beer Coffee Community New days ahead Summer is coming And on and...
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Before my mom got really sick I used to buy her Lake Champlain chocolate bars. They came in nugget sizes and were rich and silky and decident. Instead of opening the bar up and taking a huge bite out of it my mom would insist on using a knife to cut small slivers from...
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