Alma
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The Prayer Warrior’s Passing
Ten years ago today, my mother went home to Jesus, ensconced in her family’s songs of praise. Four years ago this week, I bravely opened the boxes I’d been avoiding for six years. Inside one opaque plastic tub, tucked next… Continue reading
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It’s Your Birthday Lisa. God Blessed You This Way
For me, birthdays come with a side of flare-ups and a sprinkle of grief. This year, I realized I wasn’t just emotional—I was reliving a decade-old goodbye, one airport layover at a time. Continue reading
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It’s Your Birthday Alma
Thirty-some years ago, my mother gifted me an author’s autobiography with the inscription: “To my author-daughter.” For the last three years, I’ve been plugging away at a book that pairs my medical anecdotes with her prayerful antidotes. And this year—on… Continue reading
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Perfect Fit–Don’t Forget
There’s a void within the heart of a single woman that comes from having never received jewelry from someone who deeply cares…loves. In the mid 90s I tried to fill that place after I finished my Masters in Special Education… Continue reading
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Traditions
Last year I had only a six hour summer break just hours before tumbling into my first day of school. I thought taking three graduate classes was a ‘healthy distraction’ after my mother’s death–and it was a distraction. I completely… Continue reading
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When Life is Less Than
I’ve always played with my food, often creating edible zen gardens with dinner supper the evening meal. It annoyed my father who was a hard-working blue color worker; it frustrated my mother who was a peace-keeping stay-at-home-mom; it amused my… Continue reading
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it IS well…
A year ago I crumpled to the ground before the the first line was sung–could barely mouth the words before the undulating sobbing ensued. Unashamed and unknowing of the crowd around me, I wailed before God–with worshipping so loud no… Continue reading
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Undone in Burlington
I don’t know if it was the beautiful trees or engaging conversation, but my decades younger cousin, Megan, overshot the entrance to the Burlington, Vermont airport. It was a quick turnaround–maybe two minutes–and we were the only car at the… Continue reading
