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The Time Has Come for Change


Faced with an imminent cancer diagnosis, I see myself in need to change my ways to avoid extinction. I must make room in my life for healthy eating, regular exercise, a more focused blog, perhaps even some chemotherapy now and then.

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Moonset oil painting

© Copyright Teresa Bernard

What if one night the moon fell from the sky

And like a giant ball

Rolled down your street

Lighting up the sleeping neighborhood and you,

Drawing you to the window,

So that you may catch a glimpse of her rolling away?   Read the rest of this entry »

Don’t You Want to Meet My Mother?

Mother Scolding Son

I don’t know about your mother, but mine is a shrew. With her delicate frame (164 centimeters, 45 kilograms) and tiny feet – she usually buys children shoes because the smallest adult size is too big for her – she is an innocent sight, but don’t let appearances deceive you: when she opens her mouth to scold her son, all the windows in the neighborhood close and people put on earplugs.

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