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where it hurts

when my children were little I could ask them "where does it hurt?" and they would point or nod or tell me and I would doctor it up, cleaning it, putting on the ever-magical bandaid and kiss it all better which would usually end in giggles and all would be fixed but now, as they… Continue reading where it hurts

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#19love

Nineteen years ago at 3:32 a.m. a new life came into this world.  She is amazing and beautiful and funny and generous, and she makes this Mama thankful and honored that I am the one who gets to call her mine.  She's smart as a whip and tough as nails and as fragile as a China… Continue reading #19love

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#whyteal…..the one where we need to get LOUD

I first met her twenty-eight years ago last month.  We were all just getting to know each other, and I remember thinking how lovely and graceful and grace-filled this dear lady was. She was my roommate's mother.  I met her at the beginning of our freshman year.  She was beautiful inside and out. And she fought a battle… Continue reading #whyteal…..the one where we need to get LOUD

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Haiku Week, Part 7

Those moments when you can't comfort your children, the ones you care for and love, when you can't make it better? Those are the worst.  Those hurts that a Band-Aid can't fix.  Those times when anxiety has them worrying and having trouble thinking anything other than "worst case scenario" thoughts--they hurt my heart.  As Mama I want… Continue reading Haiku Week, Part 7

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Encourage a Mama, Hug a Child

It's here again. The flipping of the calendar pages and it rolls around again. When I was little, Mother's Day was about making homemade cards, writing poems that rhymed, and making some kind of special food for my Mama.  I probably crocheted her a bookmark or something small a year or two in there somewhere. … Continue reading Encourage a Mama, Hug a Child

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A Christmas Story I’d Like to Read

The book of Luke in the Good Book starts with first one pretty miraculous story and then another. Elizabeth and Zachariah are pretty old, and one day the angel Gabriel comes to Zachariah, a priest, in the temple and tells him that Elizabeth is going to have a baby boy.  Zachariah thinks about this, his age and everything,… Continue reading A Christmas Story I’d Like to Read