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Turning Mourning Dancing
I am on a mission to write meaningful words with fewer word counts. (Thank you for the reminder, Gary Fultz.) I respect your time. So I’m telling you in advance, this is a little longer than my last post which was long. Hmm. That’s why I like Haiku. This is not Haiku....
On Being Safe and Receiving Grace
Some trees grow straight and Some trees grow curved, but they all Grow in the same woods. My heart is breaking for those who have walked away from their churches and faith because of people’s opinions, or lack of opinion. My heart is breaking over any time I didn’t...
Meta Lake, A Marriage and Little Miracles
We headed up to Eagle River after I celebrated my thirty days of abstaining from wine with a glass of wine the night before. It didn’t taste good. It made me tired. It kept me awake in the night. For more than thirty years, I counted on my glass(es) of wine at the end...