C. Black
Lexington, KY

A soul on a journey...destination: unknown. Take the long way and enjoy the view. A note when reading this blog: if there is a song attached to a post, it is meant to be listened to as you read through it. Some pieces are constructed as a multi-media presentation. I hope you enjoy!


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A Retrospective

4 Little Blue Monsters, A Hallow’s Eve Poem

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October 31, 2011

Oh curse the dawn, with itsblack skies and heat-seeking windswhen all else sleeps on this Hallow’s Eveand I stumble madly in the cold,hair wild and crushed beneath hat,heedless of pajamas and slipperspeeking out from my coat like a homeless childthrough the desolate lot of a half-lit gas stationin desperate…


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A Retrospective

Mini-Respite

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October 24, 2011

What heavy things weigh on my mind at 5:30 in the morning as I roll out of bed to take my newly minted freshman, O, to 6:00 a.m. swim practice?  Honestly?  I wish I could say I was having profound thoughts, bringing with them clarity and a sagacity that…


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A Retrospective Depression Grief & Loss Parenting & Relationships

A Hundred Years of Solitude…

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October 19, 2011

Originally published October 19, 2011

…would not be enough, if you were to ask me at the moment.  But that is just this very moment, when the sky is still dark with cold, late fall, morning rain, and I am the only one awake, procrastinating that daily ritual I call…


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A Retrospective Grief & Loss Parenting & Relationships

I AM MY MOTHER’S KEEPER

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October 1, 2011

Originally published October 1, 2011

Ever beautiful.

Not in the way that I ever thought I would be – not sandwiched between my mom and my daughter for a day of shopping, or for a baby shower, or any of the number of things that I was fortunate enough to do…


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A Retrospective

Feeling Horribly Optimistic About Life at the Moment

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September 27, 2011

Originally published September 27, 2011

Need I say more?


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A Retrospective Alzheimers Grief & Loss Parenting & Relationships

SILVER LININGS AND POTS OF GOLD AT THE END OF THE RAINBOW

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September 25, 2011

Originally published September 25, 2011

Ok, I will not lie.  I should be studying Mendelian genetics, epistasis and other patterns of genomic inheritance.  I know this.  My professor giving the exam Monday knows this.  My husband (yes, my husband… yes, I’m pretty sure I did mention it somewhere) would know it…