I woke up yesterday aware that it was Mother’s Day and that there were expectations I should have. I wondered who invented this holiday and why so many create expectations from something they know nothing about. Because do I actually understand the holiday’s origins enough to agree with this annual expectation of treatment and get all upset when I don’t get it. Do I hope my kids appreciate what I did for them and say thank you? Of course I do, but not in a way that is forced. I want them to do it as a natural expression of…


My out of body experience at the dentist, or just a tale of getting through life

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She starts to tell me about the new mask they bought as she places it on my nose. Within seconds I feel kind of funny and realize we are already into this appointment. She asks if I can start to feel it and I nod yes. In goes the numbing swab, from out of no where comes the dentist, and in goes a shot. He says he will be back when she is ready.

I start feeling pretty good. It’s as if I am…


And a letter to my younger self

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If I could back 30 years and talk to my younger self I would want to tell her so many things it would be impossible to know where to start. The thing is she wouldn’t listen and that would be the first thing I would want her to wake up to. She thought she understood how to do everything and wouldn’t listen to a thing people said. …


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Per R.G. Collingwood in The Principles of Art, art contains nothing that is due to intellect. As a college educated woman who thrives off learning and increasing my knowledge I am at first offended by said remark. As a life long learner and respecter of the arts I am intrigued. Let’s talk about this because I think we can learn something. Especially those of us who like to think we are intellectual and pride ourselves in doing intellectual things. We use our minds and develop them and now someone is saying art, something some of us love, is not intellectual…


Let’s Become Grandparents That Don’t Drive Our Kids Crazy

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Growing up in a small town meant we were geographically close to our grandparents. My mom had four kids and three of us stayed close by. She has gotten to have her kids and grandkids close by for a big portion of her life and as the family grew and changed she was able to maintain traditions and habits. That wasn’t a problem while we were raising our kids because we could easily drive over for family events. …


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I need to be free of the dysfunction that is within me before I can deal with it in them. The point at which I arrived after 51 years of life. Perhaps one of the most beautiful points in my life that happened, when I woke up this morning. It took a lot to get here, but suddenly it all made sense. Well not “all” of it. Just this one big part.

I don’t think we can take anymore of this 7 year plan. Silence.

It was easy to see their dysfunction. Basically telling me to not share my problems…


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The we aren’t going to take it anymore generation who secretly grinds to Darling Nikki and lights up a cigarette afterwards remembers when D&D sent you straight to hell and on paper is the generation to stand up to other generations. While we were listening to Slide It In in the school parking lot, dreaming of being like Tawny Kitaen, and smoking pot in the cool guys car, our parents, mostly Baby Boomers, were screaming about don’t do drugs, worrying about if we were following Satan, and making rules they thought would protect us from harm. …


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She tells me that she realizes she has been talking a lot about him lately and that is a sign that this relationship is moving way too fast. I agree. It is all you have been talking about. Well it’s going to stop. I am going to get re-centered. Do you know how you can tell when that will happen? No.

You will talk about something else. When you are completely re-centered you will talk about a lot of things. What people talk about says a lot about their lives. They don’t realize that they display the breadth and depth…


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Just the pure loss of focus does it for me. My heart and mind are on my side stuff. I think about what I want to express and ways in which I want to help people. I understand it’s a craft and I want to practice it. I feel the tug to open up a document and start typing. I take my journal with me everywhere I go. The more I write the more I want to write. My desire to do this full time increases and causes disillusionment with my 9–5 work. I want to be free to do…


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I would never have written this post two years ago because I was mourning our emptying nest, but it is amazing at what time can do to get you used to things and ready for more change. In the summer of 2013 our oldest two children left home within eight weeks of each other. The third would leave home at the age of 23 six years later and the fourth? He is hanging on a bit and unfortunately we completely get why! We spoiled him.

Who would want to leave home when your parents buy you a new car, eat…

Marcy Pedersen, MBA

Writer, analyst, life-long learner, and obsessed about improving life and work processes. Connect at marcypedersen@icloud.com

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