Tag Archives: Survival

Blessings

Today I am aware of lessons that are to be learned.  Some I am learning today, even as I write.  Some have been saved deep in my brain.  Others are on the cusp of my awareness. It’s been just over … Continue reading

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My Mother, Myself

I see my mother in myself when I least expect to see her.  I see her in my hands, my wrists and elbows, and I see her in the tops of my feet.  I see her in myself when I … Continue reading

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Summer

Summer is supposed to be time for picking raspberries in our yard, making rhubarb pies, and picking asparagus from our garden. This summer, however, we have had a different purpose, and I hesitate to write here for fear of bleeding … Continue reading

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