I can’t open up a blog page or Facebook without feeling the mothers, whose children returned to school already, mocking me from the pages. You know who you are, you with your big smiles and first day photos and cups of Starbucks coffee. You with your hours of time no longer filled with people determined to suck the very marrow…
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Comfortable in our own skin
I ate pancakes before I left the house for my first mammogram. I thought it seemed fitting as, not thirty minutes later, a machine squashed my unmentionables into this exact shape. When I told my mom about it, she welcomed me to the land of maturity, then she suggested I schedule a colonoscopy. Yeah, I’ll get right on that one….
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Interrupted: The book
“Next to the Blessed Sacrament itself, your neighbor is the holiest object presented to your senses.”~C.S. Lewis I prefer to live like this isn’t true. Because if I live as if this is true, then it means that I actually have to take the commandment “Love your neighbor as yourself” seriously. It means I have to get down and dirty…
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Prayer from and for the broken hearted
“The breaking of so great a thing should make A greater crack: the round world Should have shook lions into civil streets, And citizens to their dens.” ~William Shakespeare My husband stood at the front of the sanctuary, in no way prepared for the queue of people five and ten deep. Three services and many people later, he said it…
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On finishing the race
I signed up for the race because I need the goal of a finish line for motivation to run. I need to pay some money, put my name on a list, and make a promise I plan to keep at 6:45 every weekday morning. It was my first relay race, the first race in which I promised someone other than…
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