Category Archives: early morning thoughts

. . . celebrating the pain . . .

It has been two months since I have written.  Is it because there is nothing to say?  Or perhaps my day hours have been filled with grand and glorious tasks for others, and there is no time or energy for … Continue reading

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. . . in which world? . . .

Hoof clops invade the morning stillness.   I watch the buggy pass the house, and I fancy I live in two worlds.  With the Amish–living without automobiles, electricity, running water, cell phones. . . no mirrors! We live near a large … Continue reading

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. . . desperate. . .

Easter morning dawned more in sad reflection than in a glorious celebration.  Lately there have been too many ‘why’ questions,  too many reasons to give up. How painless it would be to surrender to the hurts of life. There has … Continue reading

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. . . barefoot . . .

For as long as I  can remember, a  field of  wildflowers beckons  me to toss my shoes  and . . .run. . . or a string of puddles after a heavy rain is a temptation to run through. . . … Continue reading

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. . . the journey . . . changes . . .

“I am definitely not ready for this,” Tom moaned a few weeks ago when we awakened to our first frozen morning.  Winter is not his happy spot! How different from the warm and sunny of yesterday, I thought, as I  … Continue reading

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. . . more. . . and less.

“Less calories,” I promised as I served our neighbors  slices of beautiful, crustless quiche the last morning of 2017. “Good. That’s what I am about this year.  I want to walk more, drink more water and spend less money,” she … Continue reading

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. . .with pollyanna. . .

It was a brutal night in February, 2004. Snow, fast and furious, struck with force the windows of the trolley car.  I had just left Tom for the night at a Vienna hospital.  My heart felt as cold as my … Continue reading

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