Kids together
It does matter that you’re still here. It does matter what you do.
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All of them
We are fast approaching two of the coolest days on the calendar. No, not Mischief Night and Halloween. All Saints and All Souls.
Guest post: What’s old is new
It is just over 1 hour into my 51st year on this planet (no need to mention other planets where I may or may not have spent any time). Once again, Morpheus is elusive, so I am sitting at the foot of my mother’s bed (we treasure having her with us again!), and I am […]
Wobbling for peace
It is not all good. It is not all bad. I’m talking about this day, this week, this year, this life we share, like it or not.
Unseen, unlimited, unleashed
It’s in the jokes-in-your-head that no one else hears. (“This new loofah just might be the LOOF OF MY LIFE!”) It’s in the perfect hair days seen only by the Amazon delivery man. (“Lookin’ spiffy, Ma’am.”) But is happiness unshared ergo unreal?
Invincible sanctuaries
Nineteen years. That’s how long it’s been since the invincible towers fell. This grief is two years older than Tabby’s Place itself.
Flame enough
Public service announcement. For the wretched of the earth, there is a flame that never dies.
Artists in obscurity, part II
We humans are hopelessly “gifted” at flinging our own interpretations and insecurities onto the cats. And so we wring our hands over the overlooked.