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I'm reading C. S. Lewis's A Grief Observed right now. It's a collection from his personal journal, written in the weeks following the death of his wife. In honor of…

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Still Searching for Rhythm

Once upon a time my sister jokingly said that my coping mechanism is to write when I’m feeling depressed and put a positive spin on it and then I feel better. I said that I guessed I should write something that wasn’t positive, just for fun sometime...

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How to Say Goodbye

Summer is leaving. I know according to the calendar we have a month yet, but summer as summer is waving goodbye. How do I know? As I sit on the…

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To the “Bad” Mom

I see you there… You’re the bad mom. You’re the one that nurses talk about in hushed tones. You’re the one nursing students talk about with anger in the cafeteria.…

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Broken

Kintsugi is an art form that has been practiced by Japanese for centuries. It takes broken pottery and mends it with gold to restore its beauty... God takes those who are broken and mends them with gold. He makes our scars a thing of art, as they do in the East.

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Not Out of the Woods

I wrote this last night, somewhere on a mountainside in northern PA. The fireflies lit up the dark forest like light bulbs, brighter than I have ever seen them, as I wrote…

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Take Me Glamping

I want a camper. I want to make a glamper. I want a little Scotty Highlander 1967 camper that looks all of its 52 years, and I want to make…

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Dear Happy Unicorn

A happy unicorn once told me that life is incredibly beautiful. This happy unicorn was and is a very dear friend of mine. She was a dear enough friend that I did not hesitate to challenge her words- arguing heatedly, pointing out all the miserable things I saw every day.

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