tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-51951302011-11-10T13:47:38.913-05:00You won't get away with itJulesagainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12414268634758701762noreply@blogger.comBlogger61100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195130.post-16725356823095272042010-06-01T21:59:00.007-04:002010-08-01T21:47:40.218-04:00

I've been cruising along pretty well this year. Feeling fairly secure in my job, so sleep isn't quite the challenge it has been; finally began the process of getting the mortgage in my name; getting to know the grandbaby, with a new one on the way; a new relationship with lots of fun and zing; family and friends doing pretty well - all in all, things are going well. The saying of which causes my

Julesagainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12414268634758701762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195130.post-75838185318636131812009-10-21T05:12:00.005-04:002010-08-01T21:46:44.311-04:00

The brain can be a strange place, able to convince you that illusion is reality. The shift back to 'real' reality can be unsettling, like feeling the sand wash out from beneath you in a strong riptide.I was up very early Monday, and then fell back asleep, usually a recipe for disaster for me. The dreams come swirling at me like a bad LSD trip, and I wake up disoriented and unsure what day or time

Julesagainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12414268634758701762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195130.post-82235652577165610392009-03-16T22:42:00.009-04:002010-08-01T21:48:41.883-04:00

As more and more people from my high school and college years discover Facebook, I’m getting the question more often - who is the pretty, smiling girl named Lee? She is my daughter, who would be 26 now.I lost her three years ago in a car accident. She had been drinking, it was very early in the dark hours of the morning after a party, she was likely sleepy, she was driving a friend’s car, it was

Julesagainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12414268634758701762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195130.post-60775683521106322382008-04-23T20:43:00.003-04:002010-08-01T21:50:07.939-04:00

I don't know if many people on here know about my brother Brad, who committed suicide just two weeks before Lee died. In fact, we had just returned from his funeral the night before I was notified about Lee. His death kind of got overshadowed by Lee's death, which is sad and unfair to his memory.My mom, who lost a child also, probably hasn't gotten the support she would have, needed, because all

Julesagainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12414268634758701762noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195130.post-28285931375478051302007-02-28T22:52:00.001-05:002010-08-01T21:53:41.822-04:00

I received a really nice note from a writer I sent a note to a few weeks ago, and it couldn't have come at a better time. The mental image it brings up is comforting and peaceful, the day before I need it most, and I wanted to post it here hoping someone else would find it so also. Here's the link to the article I read that day ... if it doesn't go straight to it, the title is "A Whisper". http:/

Julesagainhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12414268634758701762noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5195130.post-43444301374222692882006-06-06T04:14:00.006-04:002010-08-01T21:51:28.358-04:00

Road conditions: dryTime of accident: unknownWho could ever fully appreciate the cost of a moment's distraction, a minor impairment of a couple of drinks, and too long a night? Who among us can appreciate the final and forever consequences of a few seconds' inattention?Sometimes you don't get another chance.To say good bye.For one more hug.To say, I love you.My life was being Mom to Lee and Brian

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