hello french toast

French toast, also known as eggy bread, Bombay toast, German toast, gypsy toast, poor knights, or Torrija, is a dish made of bread soaked in milk, then in beaten eggs and then fried. – Wikipedia Back before I knew gluten was a problem for me I would go almost every Sunday morning to my favorite…

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miracles

I know sometimes it can feel like we get up just so we can fall down again – and that the process of getting up can seem to take forever…because we are human and can only heal so much at a time. Even while we heal we are fending off new threats to our well-being;…

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you are here

We made it to September! Hooray for small miracles, am I right? Today was a decent day. Jacksonville just narrowly avoided Hermine (tropical storm?). Only a little bit scary around 4am this morning when the wind howled and debris grazed the side of my tiny townhouse. Don’t be fooled though, there’s plenty of things left…

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worthy

When I had my meltdown in January it became clear I was going to need help dealing with difficult things looming over me. My father’s illness for one, my own health issues another, the human condition, personal reflection (I’ll be forty soon) and change…the way life changes on us, good or bad…has always been a…

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upside down

And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter—they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long. ― Plath I floated through the weekend (not…

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