Category Archives: family

Truth Or Consequences In Writing Memoir

Posted on May 15, 2013 by jzrart

“I was sitting at a beach with my notebook, and I’m thinking about how to get back into [writing] and what matters to me, and I just sort of self-destructed at Brothers & Sisters. I had written about personal events … Continue reading →

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Yay, I Did It!

Posted on May 8, 2013 by jzrart

I thought that by the time I turned seventy years old, I’d have it all pretty much together. But last November when I hit the big seven-oh, I was still fumbling my lines and couldn’t remember where on the stage … Continue reading →

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Don’ Give Up

Posted on April 3, 2013 by jzrart

I’ve been running into those words often for a couple of days now as I try to get myself back into my daily routine and at work on my memoir.  It’s been a crazy couple of weeks in which the … Continue reading →

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Meet Max

Posted on March 27, 2013 by jzrart

I can’t help myself.  Today is the day I usually post a quote that inspires me.  But we’ve a new member of the family and just can’t wait to introduce him to you.  If you haven’t read this blog before … Continue reading →

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Brody 2008 – 2013

Posted on March 16, 2013 by jzrart

I am bereft.  I cannot possibly write about it now.  Maybe later.  Just know he was a very small dog with a huge personality and lived his life living with joy until the very end.  He taught me many lessons while … Continue reading →

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Compassion And Being Enough

Posted on February 27, 2013 by jzrart

During the last seven years of my mother’s life, I was her caretaker.  Except for the last five months of her life, she lived in my home with me and my husband, Bill.  It was a hard time for all … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, Caring for an aging parent, Compassion, family, Fear, Kindness, Memoir, Navigating Through Life, Quotes, Wise Words | Tagged , , , , , , , , , , | 2 Comments

On Burning My Journals

Posted on February 22, 2013 by jzrart

When we decided to move from our house on the banks of the South Fork Rivanna River Reservoir almost three years ago, I was in a hurry to get out and move into a smaller place in town, rather than … Continue reading →

Posted in Books, family, Gratefulness, Memoir, Navigating Through Life, Perfectionism, stories, Trauma, Writing | Tagged , , , , , , , | 6 Comments

Trees and Books

Posted on January 9, 2013 by jzrart

“A book is made from a tree. It is an assemblage of flat, flexible parts (still called ‘leaves’) imprinted with dark pigmented squiggles. One glance at it and you hear the voice of another person, perhaps someone dead for thousands … Continue reading →

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Gift Of The Magi

Posted on January 5, 2013 by jzrart

My annual Christmas doldrums stayed away until the week before the big day. They slowly made their way into those early mornings hours when I worry myself awake. They like to sit on my chest, heavy and soggy with tears, … Continue reading →

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Children And Guns

Posted on December 7, 2012 by jzrart

When I was a child, my parents kept shotguns and rifles in our home. My father had brought a number of them back with him from Europe after World War II and used them for hunting. My mother often went … Continue reading →

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