Say Yes

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I’ve had a rough week. Due to a stressful situation, there’s been tears, sleepless nights (it’s 3:30 am now), panicky-PTSD episodes, and a whole mix of feelings. I’m not a night person, so it’s been strange and new to be awake in the middle of the night so much. As hard as it’s been, I’ve been having some amazing epiphanies, so I’m embracing the silver lining in this cloud.

I’m also on the verge of turning 50 on Tuesday, so reflections and new awareness is all a part of the package right now. It’s a big milestone, half a century, and a time of great change for me as my kids are all young adults and growing into their own lives. We’re not empty-nesters quite yet, but things have shifted much at home, and soon we will be. After years of pouring my physical and emotional energy into raising kids, I’m poking my head up and looking around. What’s next? What will I do? Who do I want to be?

Tonight, after 4 hours of precious sleep (hey, I’ll take it!) I woke up and lay in bed, trying to fall back again. My problem is my mind starts thinking, and it’s hard to shut it off. Tonight I’m kind of glad it happened, though, because it was another epiphany, a big one. Let me tell you a little story about it….

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All This DRAMA in Our Life

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Did you hear that sound? One giant whooooosh as we all collapse in a heap now that the Minnesota Fringe Festival is done (not to mention all the other directors, actors, staff and volunteers involved all over the city also collapsing). This was the first time our family got an inside view of what it takes to create and perform in a Fringe play, thanks to my husband Bob.

A few years ago, Bob started talking about an idea he had — he wanted to create a performance where…

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Feels Like Home

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We’ve had a busy few months, preparing for a big 25th wedding anniversary trip to Iceland and England, then being gone for two and a half weeks, and coming home to recover and get back to every day life (recovery and reintegration took longer than I’d thought it would. I think it’s a sign of age, sigh!). It was a fabulous time and while I didn’t manage to blog about the trip here, I did do daily Trip Posts with photos on Facebook. if you follow me there, you can go back through my timeline and read about it.

Coming home after being in foreign lands for awhile always feels a bit jarring…

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Sketchbook Skool!

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[In which one writer finds other things to do with notebooks and pens besides furiously scribbling words.]

I have had a love-affair with art supply stores for years. Mostly it was drooling at all the colors and paints and pencils and artsy stuff like a kid in a candy store, but then circling back around to my “safe” area– pens and notebooks. I love buying pens and notebooks, as do so many of my writerly friends. How fun to pick up different pens for $2 or $3, and fill up the tabla rasa of white pages.

And then, inspired by a writer-friend who was diving deeply into making art as well, I started dipping my toe in—

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