Leah Rayanne
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Category Archives: the thoughts
Let’s be honest.
Krystle and I walked to a little place called The Neighborhood for breakfast this morning. It had been recommended to us by Dr P and our cabby, so we decided it would be worth a try. It was only three … Continue reading
Where’s the tea?
16 May 2012 Could I just begin by saying I’m a little disappointed that I had to make it through my entire first day in England without a single spot of tea? I’m not a very picky traveler, but of … Continue reading
Happy Anniversary, Mom.
Today is my mom’s twentieth anniversary. But not her wedding anniversary. It’s her cancer anniversary. Twenty years ago today, my mom went to work promising my dad that she would go to the emergency room as soon as she got … Continue reading
The world from a tire swing.
Charles and I decided to go to the Fort tonight to soak up the sunshine and relative warmth. After a lovely hike, I enjoyed a tire swing while my man went to get the car. Left alone for a few … Continue reading
Posted in the thoughts
Tagged hiking, nature, seasons, spring, the outdoors, tire swing, Winter, wonder
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Now we have but one choice.
Autumn is losing steam. Has anyone else noticed this? This morning was bitterly cold, and the afternoon hasn’t been much better. Now, I’ve always prided myself on appreciating all the seasons, not just the mild-mannered ones. But this morning really … Continue reading
I’m still here.
This one is for My Uncle Hoyt and Aunt Floy, probably my most faithful readers of all. Thanks for begging me for more posts. This is going to have to be a quick post. I need to be getting ready … Continue reading
I’m not a grown-up.
I have a confession to make. My last post makes me really sad. It just seems like it must have been written by someone wholly resigned to reality—that is to say, it must have been written by a grown-up. If … Continue reading
Posted in the confessions, the thoughts
Tagged adults, children, growing up, grown-ups, hope, imagination, life, One Dead Poet, reality
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Taking the scenic route.
Well, it looks as if I’ll be going back to Ball State in a few weeks. I feel a little sheepish about it, to be honest. I spent my first two years of college there, living in my beloved Elliott … Continue reading
Posted in the confessions, the thoughts
Tagged Ball State, choices, college, decisions, home, IUPUI, life, mistakes, One Dead Poet, Prodigal Son
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Pinching myself.
Summer’s grand. It’s taken me awhile to believe that it’s really here, but I think I’ve finally come to terms with it. Staying in bed until ten this morning helped a lot. The month of April was a whirlwind of … Continue reading
Posted in the thoughts
Tagged Haiti, life, One Dead Poet, relaxation, school, stress, Summer, time, time management, vacation
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