Category Archives: Bridget's Journal

I’m Bridget.

Not really. That’s not really my name but if I could have named myself, I would’ve picked Bridget. It’s bold and fiery and fearless, exciting, brave, adventurous, and confident! So for all anonymous purposes, that’s how you will know me on here.

This blog is all about my tango life…the highs, lows, surprises, intrigues, mysteries, questions, revelations, and new experiences. It’s all astounding to me and I’m inviting you to be a part of this story. There is joy, discovery, wonder, and heartache…..all things necessary to living life. See what resonates with you! I would love to hear your stories and adventures. Don’t hesitate to share in the comments of each post – you can be anonymous, too, if you’d like!

AWKWARD eye contact

I recently discovered my 11th grade English class journal. I did not enjoy this year of English, the teacher was a drone. Very nice, but very boring. Except for the assignment as the end of the year when we had … Continue reading

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Even little bunnies know how to love.

Baby Bunny and I went everywhere together. Including the beach which is where we lost each other. When I was born, my dad gave me a stuffed rabbit that had white floppy and fluffy ears and a hard, pink nose. … Continue reading

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The Father Daughter Dance

In Western culture, father daughter dances seem to only take place at two points in life: when the daughter is very little and has to be held/has to step on dad’s feet or when the daughter becomes someone’s bride.  The … Continue reading

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Who am I?

I live on a predominately Jewish block. My place is straight across from the Jewish community center, there is a small Jewish school building at the other end of the street, and all the houses in between hold all the … Continue reading

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Beauty and beauty: What’s the difference?

Us Women. I like women. I like looking at them, talking with them, and being affectionate with them. The bonds that I have with the women in my life are completely unique. It’s like an unwritten, uncategorized kismet. I went … Continue reading

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The Room of Requirement

My father and I do not have a real relationship. He sees himself as a failure and I have no patience for his negativity. When I need time, he needs to talk. When I need to talk, he is too … Continue reading

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The Before and After

A tango friend, we’ll call her Nicole, recently confided to me that she has always felt alone in life. Wherever she’s been, whatever people group or activity group she’s been a part of…family, friends, school, work, social leisure activities….there has … Continue reading

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Don’t Shoot the Dog!

Like all great books, I was recommended to read Karen Pryor’s “Don’t Shoot the Dog” for at least a year. I finally started it and it has quickly become one of those books that I am immediately trying out what … Continue reading

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in the Love maze

It was early fall. I wore a new sundress that was tailored perfectly. It felt comfortable and carefree and rustled like leaves being stirred up on the path. I had met a guy who was on staff with me that … Continue reading

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And the World Turned

“Girl stood on the rocks with the water at her feet and the sun on her skin and a tear on her cheek With her hand at her chest and the wind on her hair Underneath her breath like a … Continue reading

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