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Writing My Father’s Stories ~a Reflection
Fannie and I had a big outing to the Post Office this week. I thought ahead, and stocked up on Christmas stamps while I was there. Last year, I sent out all the cards from the boxes that had collected in the attic over the years, so I still need cards. My parents were...
When Death Becomes Light
It was a silky, milky Scene this past Sunday Beyond the lake bluff. The horizon had been erased, Reminding me of the day That had reminded me of The first of the last seven days of my mother’s life. There had been no divide Between water and Sky, heaven and...
Miss Fannie and Mr Sam
I had it written in my devotional that this is the day we brought Fannie home in 2018. Mr. Sam had cancer and Todd was worried about me losing him so he found a puppy. To distract me? Mr. Sam lived six more months. It was like having a baby and an aging parent in the...