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What’s Plan B?
That can be the most important question, and one that is often not asked.
A few years back, my golden retriever hurt a leg. Since she was clearly impaired and seemed to be in pain, we went off to the vet. After a thorough physical exam, the vet diagnosed a torn ACL.
“We can fix that,”
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I have a small book entitled Six Word Memoirs. It is a fascinating collection of offerings from scores of people, famous and unknown, summing up their life experience in six words.
This rings the “fixed format” bell in my head. I loved the idea, and I’ve toyed off and on with my own six words. Here are
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As a white, middle-aged woman who grew up in Texas, I’ve known my share of small town bubbas. I’ve also known plenty of people who prefer to live in gated communities with little racial diversity. I’ve known these people as individuals, so I know that most of them are basically decent people and I won’t
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I recently purchased a couple of new accent chairs. I expected delivery early this morning, so late yesterday evening I started moving furniture around. And around. I finally got satisfied with the arrangement and went to bed.
Upon rising, I walked into the living room and was instantly disoriented. The rearrangement of furniture I’d been living with for
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I’m yearning for the company of a dog. It’s been on my mind for some time now.
I’ve been without a dog for almost two years, and I’ve deeply missed the company. When I lost my golden retriever Freeway, though, I made myself a promise not to get another while I was still working. I always lived
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I’m not sure when silence became extinct, but somewhere along the line it seems to have disappeared from daily life.
Once there were great monuments to silence: churches, libraries, museums, lecture halls. Now it seems even these sanctuaries swell with a cacophony of multimedia buzz. Humans themselves are happily paying for the privilege of becoming cyborgs, it
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The genre of horror is one thing that quickly cleaves people into two groups. Some of us just love a good scare, while others avoid it like a vampire avoids a crucifix.
I’m in the former group. A good horror book or film strikes me as positively delicious. I’ve felt that way since childhood. I always watched
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My aging recliner has been in its death throes for some time now. I finally drew the line. I needed a new chair and I needed it sooner rather than later.
This recliner was “my spot.” I spent a lot of hours there, so it was important that the replacement be comfortable and well made. It would
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I cannot help noticing all the things that aggravate me in traffic. Day in and day out, I maintain a relatively calm demeanor. I try not to let too much get under my skin, and I’m usually pretty successful in that endeavor as long as I don’t get behind the wheel. Driving on city streets,
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Over the years, I have slowly drifted away from one of my favorite pastimes: reading. As a young person, I was always reading. At any moment, you could frisk me and find a paperback in my purse. I’m not sure when that began to change, but certainly by my college years the trend was clear.
After working
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About shelbajo.com Of all the blogs in all the world, this is the only one for which Shelba Jo is wholly responsible.
It includes fiction and nonfiction, sense and nonsense, truth and lies.
I leave it to you to decide what is what.
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