a better time was had

it was their vacation.  on valentine’s day we passed a tiny store.  the four of us had gone to the lake shore to find it uninhabited with good reason.  the wind near to blew eleanor over and so we set out for ice cream. but i got the little towns mixed up and after the

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don’t wait for me

snow was falling today like memories.  piling high into powdered hills that look substantial, but a kick would send them flying.  when a stranger stops and tells me that i should enjoy my children while they are young, it goes by so fast – i want to ask: “what does?  what goes by so fast?”

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moving boxes (part 3)

not for vengeance did the lord put them in the crucible to try their hearts, nor has he done so with us. – judith 8, 25-27 (apocrypha) “tell everyone at the same time.” our midwife lost her husband the year before.  she’d walked through the giving of news to those who loved them again and

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moving boxes (part 2)

no visitors. this was my decree from the hospital bed. we were there long for the surgery and the waiting for tests to come back and let us know, with no doubts, that it was true.  josh would leave to go and do the transporting of our lives that we’d packed into so many boxes.

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moving boxes (part 1)

my labor began in a room full of packed moving boxes. i didn’t know that this was it. it didn’t register. i’d never done this before. she was my first baby. we were scheduled to move to a new apartment that weekend.  i was 38 weeks along. i’d never done this before. i put on

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unless you become like a child

on monday mornings, there is work to be done. when jesus was told of all that had happened to his cousin, john the baptizer, he drew away from them, but he was not successful.  a crowd found him and brought their sick and instead of hoarding his life, he felt compassion. he healed them and

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clara

i sit next to her in the lunchroom.  we are at a table off to the side and an aide hovers, helpful, watching. the little girl next to us tells me for the thirtieth time that umbrella starts with the letter u and it is beginning to bug me.  usually i don’t mind.  when monique

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he turns seven in three days

we were at the grocery store with my mission accomplished.  i’d rallied courage and all three of the troops and headed out to shop.  there were no catastrophes.  no one was lost, no one ran when an obliging automatic door slid out of the way.  i could see the finish line.  i packed bags at

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i would if i could

when you have a disability, the sky turns lavender in the morning.  the popcorn flows like water most days and the momma, well she tries to fix things.  i’ve only known motherhood this way. something is wrong and i need to fix it. we’d found a doctor who was a buddhist that had an idol

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