Tag: life
member name: Janna O'Donnell
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February 10, 2007 02:51 PM EST --
I used to be someone
I used to be something
before I became invisible.
I hold cardboard torn from a box
that I found behind a grocery store.
On it I write the shorthand of my story
because . . .
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January 31, 2007 06:06 AM EST --
Now that happiness had come to me, I was grimly determined to trust. I'd been burned before but the only way to get lifegiving warmth was to come near to the fire. Time after time, . . .
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April 28, 2007 07:51 AM EDT --
He was my favorite uncle, a big strong man who worked selling tires at Montgomery Ward so that his wife and three daughters could have a nice house and clothes. He love to cook out on his grill—hamburgers . . .
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May 10, 2007 10:14 PM EDT --
My awesome husband, through some pretty fancy footwork, has arranged a trip to Europe for our 10th anniversary. My parents will be watching the 4 children (brave aren't they?) while he whisks . . .
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October 06, 2007 10:20 PM EDT --
The constant creaking that attended
her last years is lost to me.
I was two--
maybe a few months over--
when the motion stopped.
But I have pictures of a little me on
her legs in a rocking chair . . .
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December 18, 2006 07:15 PM EST --
1. Even though you and your two year old circle the terminal approximately 200 times before boarding the plane, she will still have enough energy to climb all over you, your spouse and all three siblings . . .
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January 15, 2007 11:35 AM EST --
We've all been in those situations. You know the ones where you're called on to think on your feet and your mind is a disturbing blank or crowded with responses that you'll later . . .
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January 19, 2007 01:59 PM EST --
Sometimes you wait years for prayers to be answers and other times you feel like you have a hotline to heaven. This was a hotline time. My friends began to urge me to go back . . .
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December 06, 2006 09:40 PM EST --
My mom is 69 years young. In her youth she drag raced with her brother and as an adult she was a teacher and a pastor's wife. You can't get much more daring that that, . . .
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January 16, 2007 01:14 PM EST --
I never thought I deserved to be happy. Well maybe a little happy, but not a lot. There is something about being molested as a child that leaves you with an invisible stain. You . . .
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January 17, 2007 11:13 AM EST --
In my own mind, I had been "damaged goods" for much of my childhood, all of my teen and all of my adult years and those thoughts had controlled my actions and expectations. It was a habit, . . .
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December 07, 2006 02:26 PM EST --
Sometimes I hesitate to send things out to friends about my younger son because even though I want to share things about him, I don't think most people would understand. At first it . . .
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January 22, 2007 08:12 PM EST --
A cousin's son had been constantly in trouble from the time he entered kindergarten. He was having difficulty in reading even though he was obviously smart. His teachers recommended . . .
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February 06, 2007 10:31 AM EST --
My daughter amazes me with her confidence. Not long ago, we attended a jungle themed birthday party for one of my 5 year old daughter's friends. They hired a lady to paint the kids faces . . .
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April 03, 2007 10:33 AM EDT --
We walk together
After the storm
You raise cloudy diamonds
From puddles.
Under the trees
A carpet of broken blossoms
Catches your eye.
You run to fill
Small fists.
I think you want to keep
You . . .
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May 05, 2007 04:09 PM EDT --
Life seems like a series of collisions.
Pigeon with window.
Dish with floor.
Random molecules
Bouncing in some crazy
Spastic dance
Each action
Sets off a chain
Of blind consequences. . . .
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May 11, 2007 09:59 PM EDT --
Time (is) longer than twine. --Bajan proverb
The waves go in and out
pulling and pushing
bits of coral.
Bones of the island.
It has always been this way
since this island began
with the . . .
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January 05, 2008 09:53 PM EST --
On the top of the ridge
Royal palms stand in a row
Dark silhouettes cut into the blue sky.
Below in the flat fields
Cane arrows raise golden heads to the sun
And wave slender . . .
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March 22, 2007 07:36 AM EDT --
I was unprepared for the night noises
Cocooned behind double paned windows for so long
Disturbed by hissing traffic
Only
When the trees had lost their leaves
And could no longer protect me . . .
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January 20, 2007 07:21 PM EST --
I had promised myself after the my relationship with Mr. Oh-so-wrong, that I would take a long time getting to know someone before I ever got married. I wanted to be sure that whoever I chose wouldn't . . .
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