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Echoes of Darkness Sheathed in the Light
In Memoriam – Mom April 25, 1928 – February 29, 1988 [written March 1, 2009] I thought it had passed. Just yesterday, I remarked to my sister – “This is the first February in 21 years that hasn’t been...
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Of Storms Within
S shuffled into my office at the Cancer Center carrying a worn Bible in her left hand. A middle-aged large-boned woman who had never married, she had short gray hair, mens’ jeans and a plaid flannel...
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Remembrance II
June 29, 2012: Remembrance of Dad I held your hand in the driveway, right where you fell. The same hand that had once changed my diapers, given me a bottle, taught me how to ride a bike and drive a...
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Thursday Re-View —“Remembrance” (1989)
Remembrance February 29, 1988. An oddity, Leap Year. It comes every four years, then departs without a trace. Not for me. The pain of that day is seared in my memory. That’s the day that cancer took...
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Love – Gratitude
Love – Gratitude The agony is so great… and yet I will stand it. Had I not loved so very much I would not hurt so much. But goodness knows I would not want to diminish that precious love by one...
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Thursday Re-View —“The Shoulders of Giants”
I’ve said it before – at times, my naiveté astounds me. Licensed Professional Counselor – check. Loss & Bereavement Specialty – check. Survived Mom’s death 25 years ago, when she was only 59 years...
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Today’s Quote
I saw grief drinking a cup of sorrow and called out, “It tastes sweet, does it not?” “You’ve caught me,” grief answered, “and you’ve ruined my business; how can I sell sorrow when you know it’s a...
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Thursday Re-View — Of Storms Within
S shuffled into my office at the Cancer Center carrying a worn Bible in her left hand. A middle-aged large-boned woman who had never married, she had short gray hair, men’s jeans and a plaid flannel...
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Thursday Re-View — Echoes of Darkness Sheathed in the Light
In Memoriam – Mom April 25, 1928 – February 29, 1988 [written March 1, 2009] I thought it had passed. Just yesterday, I remarked to my sister – “This is the first February in 21 years that hasn’t been...
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Thursday Re-View — I Just Want to Talk With Them Again
I just want to talk with them again. Mom and Dad. Just one more time to sit over a cup of coffee and catch up. Mom died 26 years ago, Dad died 2 years ago, but sometimes the desire to talk with them...
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