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Author: Bonnie B Matheson

A Day in the Life of B Matheson

A Day in the Life of B Matheson

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When the alarm went off this morning, my body jerked awake, startled. My dreaming had been so deep and thrilling. Populated with so many characters, places, colors, and a babble of language and unfinished thoughts, and then?consciousness and reality arrived. Ouch. My warm little smooth haired miniature dachshund Sisi nestled in the curve of my bent knees warm as toast under the covers. For years and years, a duvet and a top sheet have been my only “blanket.” But for…

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Today is my Birthday

Today is my Birthday

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Aging brings clarity as the reflection in a mirror gives the impression of truth only backward. Age gives us a false sense of knowing. Wisdom understands this error in thought and considers it. Yet the truth is what is needed. To sort out from the other detritus, the bright, beautiful realness of affection and connectedness serenity is required. Knowing what is reliable and safe creates a sense of security. And in the bosom of one’s family, there is peace and…

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A Year Best Forgot

A Year Best Forgot

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My memoir about living with and caring for my mother is still not ready for publication. Unfortunately, this last year was not conducive to deadlines or serious revisions. It is hard to do that when you are living in the thick of what you are writing. I could see that it was coming to a close. There was no way to know when, though. The year remains blurry, cloudy, thick. It is hard to remember individual days because they are…

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The Final Year, Recapping 2019

The Final Year, Recapping 2019

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I had no inkling that the year would end as it has. January was a bit slow with some little show of snow and my birthday spent with my class from the Capital Speakers Club at the Rodarte exhibit. I spend hours looking out of the picture window in the Garden Room, watching the antics of the squirrels and the birds and occasionally other wildlife. One day as I was sitting at my computer looking halfway to the outdoors over…

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A Glimpse of Her

A Glimpse of Her

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My mother is silent, and her system is breaking down now. She is more or less a shell of her old self. A beautiful hollow shell. Her blond head resting on a mound of pillows, her curls renewed by Mr. Eivind earlier yesterday in a home visit. The beauty salon will see her no more. He nails need a new coat of bright pink polish, and that will be done tomorrow. My heart is breaking. She told us so many…

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Manifesting Moon

Manifesting Moon

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They say today is the best day for manifesting what you want. It has to do with the full moon in Mercury Retrograde. I don’t understand it. But I believe it is powerful. What I wish I could manifest is a new life for my mother who is 101 and appears to be heading out. There is nothing to do about this. I am helpless and so is everyone else. She is beautiful and comfortable and well-loved. She still kisses…

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Reinventing You!

Reinventing You!

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It is simply never too late. Don’t let anyone, including that little voice in your head, tell you that you have missed your chance. What makes your heart beat faster? Seriously, think about this. Your body may be less flexible, but your mind is wiser. Your hair may be grayer or thinner, but your inner drive is just waiting for you to give it access to the outside world. Your psyche is ripe for a new adventure. Remember Freud and…

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An Evening with Mother

An Evening with Mother

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When you have reached the age of 101, many things change. Once important things are discarded. People begin to fade away. They dress in beige, grey or black. Perhaps a navy blue jacket is worn to liven things up. These ladies have “let the old woman in,” as my sister famously quoted. Not every woman allows this. My Mother loves bright color. She dresses every day, in a way that suggests she is about to go to an elegant luncheon….

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Guest Dog and more

Guest Dog and more

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I have a visiting dog. Her name is Lulu. That is short for Lucretia Borgia. She is sweet and unassuming and loving. She was sad when her Dad left her here with me. But he (my son in law) had taken the precaution of getting her a new tag with my phone number and address on it. She is well loved at home. And since they must be away for 2 weeks, what better place than at Gramma’s house? She…

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A Post Borrowed

A Post Borrowed

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Women Can’t Have It All This post Women Can?t Have It All was originally published on Intellectual Takeout by Annie Holmquist. Oct. 11 marks the International Day of the Girl. An initiative by the United Nations, the Day of the Girl aims to help galvanize worldwide enthusiasm for goals to better girls lives, providing an opportunity for them to show leadership and reach their full potential. Day of the Girl celebrations in the U.S. seek to dismantle the patriarchy and…

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