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Thanksgiving in Grief
When we lose someone we love,our natural response,naturally,is the overwhelmingawareness and sorrowof the loss. This is normal. This is expected. This is the epitome of grief. As I have walkedmy own journeyof grief,I…
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I’m So Thankful I Went First
The last few weekshave been filled withmuch lossand much sorrow. Not for mein my immediate family –but absolutely for mepersonallyas three ofmy very close friendslost their husbands. Having lostmy own precious mannine years…
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For the Heart of Texas
It’s beenso very heavy,hasn’t it? The photos.The stories.The devastation. The. young. faces. All of usmourning togetherfor the heart of Texas. Tears of strangersall intermingledin one longriver of grief. And while so manyare there…
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When The Dirt Keeps Coming
Several years ago,as I was hurriedlymaking my way througha home do-it-yourself store,I just happened to spota beautiful mauve-colored calla lilyon the endcap of one of the aisles. Knowing I am not a gardener,and…
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Live Out Loud
When I lost my husband,out of the blue,completely unexpectedlyto a heart attackeight years ago,there were no parting words. Racing home to him,he was gone seconds before I was at his side. In the days and…
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Surrender
Two years after losing my man,I started walking.And I do mean walking. It wasn’t an intentional choice.I’m not a walker. But that day,January 8, 2018,to be exact,I walked out my front doorheaded to…
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Death Brings Life
As I walk past the bed of my husband’s truck, I see it. Not it, actually.Its.Its upon its upon its. One seedling after another, growing there in the most unlikely of places. And,…
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Our Why
“Where are you going?” “I’ll be back.” “But, we’re right inthe middle of this.You can’t go now.” “I said, ‘I’ll be back.’If it needs finishing,we’ll finish it then.” Early in our marriage –and…
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What Thanksgiving Can Do
When we lose someone we love, our natural response, naturally, is the overwhelming awareness and sorrow of the loss. This is normal. This is expected. This is the epitome of grief. As I…
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The Presence of His Presence
Without even thinking, without even realizing I’m doing it at all, my right arm reaches across me resting my right hand atop my left shoulder. And each time this happens, each time my…
