SurvivingSara

Tag: Love

  • How Long?

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    When every day is painful and difficult, how many years of that do you owe to the people who love you before you choose to be done struggling, knowing full well that the pain and difficulty will then transfer to your family and friends. What is strong? You hear people say sometimes, “Oh, she was…

  • Married Talk

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    “I don’t know what you think I’m thinking, but whatever you think I’m thinking, I’m not thinking that.”

  • The Gift that Keeps on Giving

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    About ten years ago, my uncle was trying to clear out the fruits of his late wife’s bargain hunting skills. She was like the Energizer bunny, always on the move and, as she buzzed around, she was asking questions and conversing all the while. I’m sure she saved a lot of money buying decor, small…

  • Am I the Only One Who…

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    is it just me, or do others apologize to their pets if they bump into them or are late to get their dinner served? Am I the only one of my generation, end of the boomers, who always just assumed, as we were growing up, the government was regularly listening to phone calls? Are other…

  • Is God Playing Chess?

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    When someone says, “Everything happens for a reason,” I bristle. It’s involuntary and visceral. I used to say it myself. We employ this phrase as though it is a comfort. We trot it out because we don’t know what else to say, which makes us uncomfortable. It fills the painful, quiet space that one experiences…

  • That Time My Live-in Boyfriend Fell in Love with Someone Else

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    Previously my annoying roommate and now my live-in boyfriend, let’s call him Tom, we were from the same hometown, had graduated from the same university; but hadn’t met until we found ourselves teaching in the Southern California desert, although at different districts. He was teaching in town, where we lived, and I taught about 20…

  • And We’re Gonna Get Married

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    (May want to read prior post “Going to the Chapel” first, but not required.) Following dinner with family at an Italian restaurant just off the strip in Las Vegas, four friends and I went out into the night to celebrate my last night as a single woman. My fiancee headed out with our male friends…

  • Going to the Chapel

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    Yes, it was a Vegas wedding, but a carefully planned one. We had about 50 people coming from both Southern California and my hometown. Nine months before, we’d started at one end of the Strip and stopped at every wedding venue, and I mean every. Some were in hotels, but we found those stiff, overpriced…

  • Oh, Dad

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    Dreamer, boxer, soldier, delivery truck driver, husband, daddy, salesman, supervisor, small business owner, entrepreneur, talker, joker, teaser, Pop, hunter, boater, fisherman, achiever, provider, supporter, cheerleader. There are so many stories I could tell about him, but I’ll just share one today, the first anniversary of his death. Much to the chagrin of my sisters and…

  • All those years

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    When my sons graduated in 2016 and 2017, we celebrated with friends and family at our place. We live in a school district where some parents ordered food trucks for their parties. Ours were more DYI, so I tried to add special touches using pictures and memoribilia that spanned the boys’ lives. Following the festivities…

  • Love

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    I looked at the label of this 40 x 40 inch canvas multiple times while it was rolled up in its package on the clearance table and decided it would be perfect to hang at the end of our deck to block the view of our camper. After a few days of walking past and…