Introspective Moment

Is there a safe time and place for quiet, considered sharing of gentle yet glaringly sentimental moments in life? Or do we just end up appearing tawdry and feeling embarrassed as a matter of upbringing, regardless of when, where and how we post?


As Editor of, I often want to share insights on writing or social media; as one involved in rabbit rescue, I want at times to make this blog a consciousness-raising potpourri on bird and bunny homing decisions; yet, as a simple daughter when Mom goes on hospice in Arizona, I just want to post material from the Scottsdale Butterfly Museum and my return home to my comforting partner, and consoling buns’n’birds.


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