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Philippians 3:10-14, I press on…
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
Robert Frost
But I have promises to keep,
and miles to go…
Chelita (Chellie)
Chelita, my sister’s Chihuahua, crossed the Rainbow Bridge tonight. She was 19 years old, deaf and blind, but still quite the little old lady. Up until recently she’d go for walks with Carmen and she had the cutest little hop in her walk (the dog, not Carmen…). I remember when I first saw her at…
Hi! My name is…
I forgot ALL that goes into changing a name… I changed my name when I got married, but I don’t remember all the things I had to do after I changed it; all the businesses I had to contact, registrations I had to change. It was a long time ago. When I got divorced, I…
Before you woke up this morning…
Before you woke up this morning… It was early this morning, that… a mom… to three boys, three beautiful boys… trying to keep them safe… trying to protect them… ended up lying on the ground outside her home, stabbed by the man who had years before vowed to love and cherish her. Emergency services rushed…
May Day, May Day
It started with one simple text… “It’s been a hard days night…” And then a photo was posted on the family thread of Chelita, my sister’s chihuahua lying in the grass. I thought she was DEAD! She’s 16 years old and she was lying dead in the grass! I started SOBBING! I was heartbroken! Our…
International Jazz Day, April 30
Been a few days… Getting to the end of the month and guess it’s getting to me, this quarantine. Wanted to find something that would bring me out of these doldrums. Of course, as I wrote that, I realized, though I knew the word was appropriate, I wanted to get the fuller meaning of the…
What a day: The Highwomen
What a day, what a month… I have good days and bad days. I’m up and then down. Not saying I’m bipolar, but these days, it’s hard to find an even keel… I’ve gotta say I’ve been blue the last couple of days. Yesterday, I think I slept most of the day. As a result,…
Easter Monday: His Mercy Is More
Didn’t post anything yesterday. I looked at it as a day of quiet reflection, Easter Sunday. It was an odd day, compared to previous Easters, very quiet. I attended church online and then spent the day quietly. Didn’t even watch much TV in the evening, didn’t go out and howl. It was quiet. It’s been…
Holy Saturday: In the Eventide
We’re in the in-between…on a few levels actually. Four weeks ago, I was in rehearsals for a play that was about to open (can’t believe it’s already been four weeks…). Then everything got shut down. And I’m now waiting with hopes of eventually staging the play, for life to get back on schedule, on track,…
Good Friday: The Power of the Cross
It’s almost 4 AM on this Good Friday morning. It’s not unusual these days for me to be awake at this time of day. I have this tendency to reverse my days and nights, if given the chance, and this quarantine has proven quite the opportunity. It’s not that I want to do this, be…
Any other day…: Angel From Montgomery & Summer’s End
John Prine died today from complications from COVID-19. It seems appropriate that it’s raining right now. The earth is crying over the great loss. He was an artist, a seasoned craftsman with words, creating songs that touched you at your core. Cancer couldn’t stop him. After losing part of his neck and even sensation in…
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