Tag: God
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The Walk Down Memory Lane Is Filled With Potholes
I’ve had the opportunity to be in the Chicago area with my two sisters and brother-in-law, joining with them as we’re helping Mom through this new phase in her life. Post stroke, she’s moved into a smaller room. More compact with less space for life accumulations. It’s an effort to declutter a life. All life…
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You’ll Have To Pry My Cold, Dead Fingers Off Those Plans
I’m a closet passive/aggressive control freak. That was so much harder to admit than I thought. I’m the adaptable one. The easy-going, go-with-the-flow kind of a gal who doesn’t stress over curve balls or wrenches thrown into the works. The one others rely on to be steady when the brown stuff hits the fan. As…
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Blood Is Thick; I Think I Prefer Water
There is a significant reason why I didn’t go into the medical field. I’m a compassionate, caring person. I don’t have any problems helping those who are sick. I can minister to the needs of those who’ve been injured or have had surgical procedures that incapacitate them. I don’t, however, deal well with blood. My…
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Mind Space Available; Please Apply
There are days when, without warning, I begin channeling my eight-year-old self. My third-grade self, who daydreamed without ceasing. An issue that concerned both my teacher and my mother. My teacher because I wouldn’t always respond when called upon. My mother because I wouldn’t always respond when summoned. I’ve always had a vivid imagination, but…
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It’s Not Over Till The Fat Tree Goes Down
This is not something I particularly enjoy. Not something I look forward to Putting Christmas away. Even writing that seems sad. There’s the cleaning up of the decorations and the tree trimmings. Packing them away for another year. Getting all the bins back in the attic. Me dangling from the hole in the garage ceiling…
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