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Do Clowns Make You Nervous?

By Banana | Published: March 9, 2017

Do clowns make you nervous? Does the thought of dining in this restaurant make you nervous? How many times do you drive by The Clown House before you go in and eat? I drive by it four times a day, Monday through Friday, to and from my daughter’s school. This means that I have passed […]

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Fighting For Me

By Banana | Published: March 2, 2017

You will see something you loved ripped down with sledgehammers and then pulled apart- piece by piece.  All things fall apart. Our hearts break. Our hopes get crushed. Nothing remains untarnished and untouched. I am a torn down building of broken dreams. My heart- a door barricaded with rocks and rubble. But I will tell you […]

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My Own Personal Resurrection

By Banana | Published: April 6, 2015

I failed at lent this year. I am no longer religious. I am no longer a practicing Catholic but I like lent. I like the concept. Lent requires that you do something difficult- that you give something up. I was supposed to decrapify my life by getting rid of a bag of stuff every day […]

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A Little Bit Extra

By Banana | Published: January 8, 2015

She is like a lynx stretching next to me- supple, taut, and smooth. After calm deliberate movements she sits poised in preparation for the hunt- her big push outward. I, on the other hand, feel a tad chilly and also tired.  I am a little early for my second ever TRX class and I mentally […]

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Don’t Fear the Chaos Climax and Other Thoughts on Change

By Banana | Published: June 26, 2014

 Everything you tolerate drains your energy, makes you irritable, and wears you down. Talene Miedaner   Is this true? Is Talene correct? Does everything around you that you just “tolerate” drain you? Bring you down, and suck your energy? I am talking about the little things. That broken door jamb. The light hanging from a […]

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Monday Lovely Monday

By Banana | Published: May 5, 2014

Monday is my “day off.”  My husband who really does have the day off takes my daughter out for an adventure.  I have no responsibilities except all the millions of responsibilities of the house which clamor and plead trying to convince me to pay them their due. The bathroom sink is dirty.  There are piles […]

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Why Do You Even Bother?

By Banana | Published: April 21, 2014

“Why do you even bother,” I hear her say to my husband as I walk back into the room.  Internally, I let out an exasperated sigh and since my Mother in Law is not facing me I give my husband a look that says at once, “Seriously? What the F- and I love you.” Why […]

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Writing into the Glorious Grey

By Banana | Published: March 31, 2014

Something about reading that book made me go out and get a job.  Around four months earlier I had dropped out of high school in a state of depression.  Yes, real depression.  Not your typical moody teenage angst but straight up deadening, lackluster, hopeless depression. At sixteen I had realized a few things- 1) I […]

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The Selfless Gift of a Simple Name

By Banana | Published: March 20, 2014

“Anne Shirley,” reluctantly faltered forth the owner of that name, “but, oh, please do call me Cordelia……. Anne is such an unromantic name.” “Unromantic fiddlesticks!” said the unsympathetic Marilla. “Anne is a real good plain sensible name. You’ve no need to be ashamed of it.” –L.M. Montgomery Anne of Green Gables Words can make you […]

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Don’t Speak Until You Are Spoken To

By Banana | Published: March 16, 2014

I am eight.  Adults live in a separate world from me.  I look up to them and I fear them. I do not speak to a group of adults unless someone has spoken to me first. I stand next to my mother who is sitting at the table with my Aunts and Uncles and I […]

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