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So true!

So true!

(Source: terrifiedstars, via ilovereadingandwriting)

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I believe my son is this kind of man. And that my daughter’s standards are this high.

I believe my son is this kind of man. And that my daughter’s standards are this high.

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I Don’t Want to Be Tolerant

We’re told we should strive for tolerance. I don’t want to be tolerant—that’s setting the bar too low. The world tolerant means “to put up with.” Should I be satisfied with merely putting up with your race, your religious beliefs, your sexual orientation?

I may not be wise enough, and I’m certainly not untouched by familial and societal prejudices, but I want to do better than just tolerate your differences.

I’ll strive for acceptance.

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Bubble Wrap!

  • Me: [handing him bubble wrap] Here. De-stress.
  • Him: No.
  • Me: No, really! You can have it. Go!
  • Him: NO. I don't do bubble wrap.
  • Me: [awed voice] Ohmigod, what's WRONG with you?
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Well…32, actually.

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Unattended

  I write this
  As if any moment you might wonder
  What I had to say
  Or what I was thinking.

  To love someone
  I think
  Is to pay attention.



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Spring busting out on the redbuds at Olbrich Botanical Garden in Madison. (Photo by me.)

Spring busting out on the redbuds at Olbrich Botanical Garden in Madison. (Photo by me.)

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"What I see in Nature is a magnificent structure that we can comprehend only very imperfectly, and that must fill a thinking person with a feeling of humility. This is a genuinely religious feeling that has nothing to do with mysticism."

— Albert Einstein