The Inspiration of Dooce
Submitted by byjane on Saturday, 12 November 2005One Comment
Whenever I read her, I always want to come here and write. Sometimes she is outrageous, but mostly I wish I had her guts to call it like it is in public.
What We See In The Mirror and How We Feel About It
The work that we do and that we wish we did
Our emotional, spiritual, and intellectual selves
Mates, children, parents, siblings, friends
What we think about what’s happening outside our door
Whenever I read her, I always want to come here and write. Sometimes she is outrageous, but mostly I wish I had her guts to call it like it is in public.
Yeh, she’s darn impressive. Oh what memories, what memories… my firstborn was SO like that…oh the exquisite relief when she learnt to speak, clearly and concisely, at 14 months, and could TELL me what was making her scream. Nothing, just NOTHING, reduced me to tears and screams of frustration so well as HER tears and screams of frustration because she couldn’t make me understand what she wanted!