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surfacing for a bit [Dec. 8th, 2005|08:42 pm]
[music |Midnight radio]

Head above water.

Margaret's finally back for sure from the south, had her week long break, is ready to go back to the clinic. I've been offered to stay here or move on.

Still so much nursing work can be done here; I'll reassess after Christmas.
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character info and history moved from info page [Sep. 15th, 2005|05:08 pm]
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Midsummers' night wish [Jun. 22nd, 2005|11:06 pm]
[music |Let the sunshine in]


I want a solstice ceremony. Shaman, sage smudges, the whole works. I can't take another six months like the last six months.

I'm calling Meg, getting a recommendation, and having a party. By gods and goddesses, a bonfire, complete with sage smudges and music.
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Phone's ringing... [Jun. 2nd, 2005|02:24 pm]
[mood |hopefulhopeful]

I've lost track of time. How many days since the boys left? And no word from Orli. I miss him, Scar misses him. I hope they are safe and keeping well, that Charlie's doing what he needs, and no more than that, and that the absence of a call is due to good things...
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Calls [May. 28th, 2005|06:45 pm]
I need to call her. Make sure we're still meeting in town.
Call Jake, maybe drop by and see them. I wish Orli'd call. I wish I'd call Angie back...but I'm a little nervous to. Afraid of what she'll say. Afraid of what she won't say.

Well, it'll go as it goes.

"Scarlett? Hi honey. You are? He did? And your brother? Yeah, yes. If he's still there, I'd love to meet him. Yes, I'm coming down now. Yes, see you there soon. Ok. Ok. See you soon, Sweetie. Goodbye."
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Scarlett Appointment, part two: [May. 13th, 2005|03:49 pm]
"Here, hon, Come on in." It's cooler in here, the building is well insulated, the porches shade it nicely...this 'California Bungalow' architecture certainly works well...Hang my sweater up behind the door, put my bag down by my desk. "Can I get you something? Soda? cold spring water?" It's not like the water here is bad, it's great-some is spring water from deep in the granite under us, and some is snowmelt piped down from the little reservoir up behind all these properties...Rachel showed me a map of the area, some aerial photos in the library~~wonder where she got those? and It's quite the topography here.
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Office hours sign up [Apr. 26th, 2005|07:11 am]
Please comment below to request an appointment. When I have time, I'll make one and email you, then we can start. I apologize in advance: finals this next four weeks, and papers due. Argh. So maybe as much as a 24 hour delay in getting back to you, but then we can run the thread as long as you like.
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Office Hours Thursday Afternoon [Apr. 13th, 2005|07:58 am]
Haven't had office hours for awhile.
It feels weird, actually, the door open, sun coming in the window.
Knock at the door.
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Loss and Gain [Apr. 11th, 2005|08:28 pm]
I've been so distracted.
Haven't done a thing about classes.

Angie's been mourning Colin and Jared and the baby.
We cuddle, but hardly talk.

I've been down to see Jake and Billy, and talk with Meg about whether to stay in nursing, or not.
I feel like I'm not doing anything, any good for anyone.
Meg says, That that feeling is post-traumatic stress reaction, and it's to be expected after the last several months.
Meg says, Take a moment for you. Go to the spa, have a massage. Take a class for yourself, not work, not upset and pain, just fun.
Meg says, Your boys will be all right I think in the long run. They love each other, I can tell.

I feel like I let them down.

Meg says, It's not like that, Liv. It's not all about pretty and making nice. You know that. It's about trying to hold back the worst of it, about being the rock that parts the flood waters and keeps the tree from being uprooted and swept away.
It's about buying time. We can't do much about the quality of the time, and damn little about the quantity of it. But we can say to Death, "Wait. You'll get your turn in the long run. Wait for now," and sometimes Death finds something else to do for a while.

That's a good point. Angie's alive. Orli's alive. Billy's alive, twice. I can still do my banana class...it's not like safe sex at camp depends on me, nothing I can do about that but pray. Shane's mental health pamphlets are slowly being picked up and I find them lying around other places...I can only assume that people are reading them.

A massage. A hot soak in mineral waters. Something to be said for that.

"How long--" I glance in the direction of the hotel again.
"Honey, they are on their own there, aren't they? Adam, would you get me some ice water dear? Thank you honey. Liv, they love each other. It's up to them to work it out. How is--Angie? right?"

"Sad. Quiet. I miss her."

"Then that's where you need to be looking, isn't it? Bring her down to town, go to the spa. I promise, you'll both feel better."

Will you come with me, Ang? Please? Talk to me?
And I'll set up classes as soon as I can...
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Out and about [Feb. 24th, 2005|07:15 am]
I've been hiding...
I need to get out.
Dinner in the cafe maybe.
See who I run into.
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