Month: March 2022
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A Little Bit of Jackson:
I can count on one hand the times when I have truly have not understood the plan that God has designed for myself or my Loves. That is not to say there are other times when I have been sad, angry or distraught. But shattered and unable to make sense, that has been few. This…
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For the Love of Anger
My sweet tribe is suffering an unimaginable loss. A loss of such magnitude that stories are shared on the news: graphic images coupled with newscasters speaking in high rapid tones to convey the urgency of this magnitude. With every story shared about this loss, we shake our heads, shed another tear, mumble another f-bomb and…
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There are not Enough Cookies
I am making cookies tonight for my friend’s dad. I mix the butter, sugar, flour with a spoon. In frustration, toss the spoon in the sink and dive in with my fingers. I feel the dough in my hands. Knead, turn, mix, knead, turn, mix It calms my restless head, my restless heart and my…
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Delights Day 30- Knowing when to say Goodbye
I get attached to my body parts- as flawed and imperfect as they may be, they are mine and mine alone. The bone on bone knee to your left? You can call him Rusty. If you spend any time with me, especially doing anything active like……walking? You notice Rusty, you see Rusty’s troubled past. I’m…
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Delights Day 29: 14 Days With Mary Marguerite
My Mama and my Uncle are transcribing my Great Grandma Burbank’s journals. Today they sent 1941 and I am intrigued. Grandma Burbank is my Granny’s Mama- my Granny who just passed this summer. We grew up with stories about how very, very poor the Burbank side of the family was; squirrel was a good meal,…
Samsmom: Life, Joy, Loss and Loving your Mitochondria 