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IT POURS, THEN IT CLEARS

My blog is like a diary, but at the same time I see it as a magnificent opportunity to touch other people with honesty and real experiences. Continue reading

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I WAS BLESSED TO BE HEALED-PART 2

Healing is amazing and that is why I write so much about it. People in deep grief suffer and destroy themselves because they lose hope and don’t realize that out of it can come a new life – with resilience, strength and even happiness again. Continue reading

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I WAS BLESSED TO BE HEALED-PART 1

This story is about healing and grief – as many of my stories are. When I was grieving the death of my child, sometimes it was impossible to imagine feeling better. But I always held on to hope of healing. Continue reading

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WHEN YOU’VE LEFT, YOU’LL STILL BE WITH ME

At this time in my life, I have been reconnecting with many old friends. I began writing in February, and one of my first posts was about tennis (Post #8). This story is a follow up about my experience of losing one of my good tennis friends, Linda. Continue reading

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FILTER ISLAND – ADRIFT IN THE SEA OF LIFE

Currently, I am adrift in the sea of life without filters. They are gone! This has definitely been getting me into trouble. I do care about it, but can’t help it. It’s as if the top of my teakettle brain has blown off. All the steam escaping has no use for a filter anymore. I kept everything in for so long and I’m just done with that! Continue reading

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SHUTTING UP THE RACQUET IN MY HEAD

Today, I had to laugh when I heard one lady say the “F” word for only the second time. I told her she was now in my “The @#%&ing Fifties Club.” Of course, that’s the same club I’ve recently joined where I can’t keep track of the score or who is serving.
But then again, I do have a lot on my mind.
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GET A GRIP

I didn’t care for my title Tennis – “The thread in the fabric of my life,” once my daughter informed me that “fabric of your life” is already a slogan in use by a cotton company. Oops! It felt so original, but isn’t that how it goes sometimes? We’ve heard something before, and it sticks in our subconscious. I’ve learned about that from hypnotherapy. Continue reading

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TENNIS – THE THREAD IN THE FABRIC OF MY LIFE

This title should actually be, “Tennis is the thread in the fabric of my adult life.” I was married at the age of 21, and I experienced a huge change in my life. I became depressed when I was 23, and it was my own mother that encouraged me to find some other interests. She suggested tennis as a way for me to get myself out of the house. I was living in Sylmar at the time, and had seen an ad for lessons at a public park. I called the instructor, whose name was Ellie and took lessons for a while. Then I played after my lessons at the park where I started meeting lots of tennis players. Continue reading

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