It’s been years since I’ve auditioned for a show–just didn’t feel well enough, but a couple of weeks ago I auditioned. In the middle of the day I received the news I got the part of ‘Hattie McGee’, a character who lets people know: anything can happen–miracles can happen, on Christmas Day. I knew Mom would be thrilled that not…
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Sister-Sister
Happy Birthday Dear Lynda! This morning a friend suggested I drive the three and a half hours to surprise my sister for her birthday. I highly considered it, until I remembered how exhausted I get. My phone call with her was nice, but she missed hearing Mom say: “Happy Birthday dear daughter–my first child–the one who made me a mother.”…
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A Grief Observed
No one told me about the inescapable, overwhelming exhaustion… emergency naps lasting for hours…involuntary yawns reaching deep without warning…brain fog making accessing ordinary words difficult. I knew about the contentment upon waking lasting for mere seconds… playfully enticing me into happiness… until the realization of profound loss slices through my ignorant bliss. Surely, this too must pass… C.S. Lewis A Grief Observed “No…
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How Are You?
You ask because you care… Sometimes I feel so puny and weary, I have difficulty accessing the word that perfectly describes how I feel and land on ‘fine’ or ‘okay’. Feelings are fickle; ‘fine’ and ‘okay’ are vague. After Sykping with my seemingly perky mom through the summer of 2106, I arrived home filled with optimism for her full earthly recovery. It…
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Out of the Mouths of Children
I was exhausted during a trip back from Mayo, having been away from home and my ailing mother for just over 27 hours, so I stopped at my brother’s for a quick nap. Upon waking, these little lovelies implored me to stay a little longer to play, I politely bowed out stating, “I need to get back to Pella–Grandma’s veerrry…
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