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And A Christmas Gift!

Every year Christmas finds me. This was the first year I remember sharing that experience with others. (See previous blog, “A Christmas Grief”) Maybe it’s because I shared it, but I can’t recall that moment arriving this year.  Several small … Continue reading

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A Christmas Grief

My Christmas tradition begins with the experience of grief. Year after year it makes its way into my heart like morning fog on the river. There are no deaths or traumas associated with the Christmas season, rather it’s a time … Continue reading

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In Repentance and Rest (Subtitle: Crash and Burn)

The morning began yesterday at 4:30am and that makes me angry. I like sleep. The cat and I once again twisted, turned, and refused to give in and get up. That was followed by half a day sitting in the … Continue reading

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A Dark Most Light

Birds used to wake me up every morning with their chirp, chirp. The sweet sounds were a gentle alarm and made me smile. Then we switched rooms. My bedroom is now at the opposite end of the house where birds … Continue reading

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Silent Anxiety

Chest pain is no joke. Several years ago the internal pressure of life eked out in the form of breathtaking pain that radiated from my chest, upward through my neck, and onward to my arm. Being the intelligent being that … Continue reading

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Marked for Life

In Autumn of 2012, I walked into a local shop and purchased my ticket for hell. Actually, I just got a tattoo. I had grown up around the belief that marking myself in such a way would discount all the … Continue reading

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We All Carry Shovels

Many times I’ve thought that a source of good exercise would be to go out and dig a hole. After digging said hole, I’ve imagined filling that hole back up. Dig. Sweat. Fill. Repeat. Knowing myself well, I can also … Continue reading

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