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Good Friday
Today is the anniversary Of a time so long ago A man betrayed by destiny, By a friend and not a foe For us he died so bravely, Never shied away On a cross he was laid For this, his final day When he was interred, Tucked in with tears and grief They mourned his…
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On the eve of a long weekend
The day before a long weekend always is a busy one. Everyone rushing, frantic to get in to see me before I’m gone, as though it was a month instead of an extra day away. I’ve never understood this desperation, probably because I’m awful at even making appointments for a haircut, but I anticipated it.…
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A spring quartet
My sweet family. I came home to throw the bacon on after work, feed the hungry masses and then we dashed off to the spring concert. When did school concerts start? I feel like my children are ageing before my eyes. So excited to dress up as a blue fish, singing in a group of…
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The loose tooth
Well, it was bound to happen. “Mommy! I have a loose tooth!” I watched as my first baby wiggled the middle bottom tooth. It can’t be happening so soon, can it? Wasn’t it just yesterday they were fussy and drooling, getting them for the first time? Such a cute little grin, with hardly any white…
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The thief Of Sleep
I’m tired today. The kind of tired that happens after listening to your little one cough in your ear all night. When you wake up multiple times, checking to see if they’re okay, hoping they don’t throw up- again- from coughing. The kind of tired that happens when you decide things are going really well,…
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Warmth
Another Sunday, come and gone. Family time A beautiful drive Sun burning off the morning fog We drove towards Snow capped mountains Children gloriously excited Waterslides ahead A day that lived up to its promise A swallow of life Bursting with joy Cozy drive home Bubbles of love Float in the breeze
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A Wrinkle in Time
Tonight I saw Wrinkle in time. It was everything and nothing like I remembered it, the book that started me on my path to reading and writing. We all have THE BOOK that touched us. The first book we remember. My two are One fish, two fish, red fish, blue fish, and A Wrinkle in…
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Shared worlds
Every day, I go about my business, walking a fine line between trying to stay out of other peoples business, and needing to know all their details. Every day, I have the privilege the responsibility of being trusted with private information, The inner world that sometimes hasn’t been shared with anyone else. I’ve held the…