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December 24, 2011


kathy a.

Merry Christmas, Moreena! Sounds like a wonderful family gathering. Love the description of how the girls play Life!


Merry Christmas Moreena, Annika and Frankie!


Merry Christmas!


Merry Christmas!


Hugs, Moreena. Still loving your writing. Wishing all the best in 2012.


Merry Christmas and Happy and healthy New Year to all of you!


YAY for your girls showin' the Oakies how it's done with the same sex marriage! LOL. I love that you aren't spending a Christmas in the hospital and I love that you are together and surrounded by love on all sides. I sure have missed hearing about you all. Super happy to see you here. XO P.S. Love Wins. Every time. <3


Merry Christmas!!! And no, Christmas in the hospital doesn't count.

So smart of you to do something completely different and yet still fun and chaotic this Christmas.


Merry Christmas (if a little belated) and all the best for 2012!
(My sister and me used to love Life...)


I could have sworn I posted here. But I guess I didn't.
I hope your Christmas was great and that 2012 is a much better year.

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Falling Down, November 2004

  • Balloon in hand, my 4-year-old
    twirled across the kitchen floor,
    singing nonsense words
    in her own key.
    "It's my gift!" she declared
    to the world at large, which
    was really only me,
    sitting at the table. Enough
    twirling, and she lost
    her balance, tumbling
    to the floor in a theatrical
    slapstick of elbows and knees.

    She lay on her back
    for a few seconds,
    at the textured ceiling
    with the mysterious
    spaghetti sauce stain.
    Suddenly she
    flapping her arms and legs
    there on the floor, as if to swish
    the imaginary snow
    into a snow angel.

    "Falling down is also a gift!" says she.

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