Mother’s Day Today, as I write, it’s Mother’s Day. And it feels heavy. Ian is coming home to make me…
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Elective Surgery
I’ve been trying to both name and tame my chronic symptoms for days now. Why does it feel as if…
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Grit
Pickle Ball I signed up. My gym offered a pickle ball class for newbies, and yesterday I showed up. I’ve…
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The Power of Kindness
We left at O-dark-thirty to fly to O’Hare then on to State College, PA. Taking advantage of Ian’s extra long…
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A place at the King’s table, Psalm 23:5
Psalm 23:5 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; You anoint my head with oil;…
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