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Fourteen
It was just Wednesday evening that I realized it. We were chatting with one of your teachers in the kitchen. She had brought us supper, and you came down to say, “Hello.” Chatting and laughing, I turned to look at you and your eyes met mine in exactly the same place. “Wait!” I cried, and…
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Cries in the Dark (A Repost)
Because even with the good news, the heaviness of chemo threatens to overwhelm and five days of weakness and headache and body ache and throwing up pull me down into darkness… I need to be reminded that He comes. ~~~~~ When I woke in the morning it was dark, and our house was still and…
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Quiet Celebration
Today I should be at work, but I am curled up under blankets next to a roaring fire… splitting headache, achy body, nausea, fatigue. Chemo. Y’all, I don’t even know how to describe the wretchedness of chemo. On Monday as I walked into the cancer center with my dad (best chemo buddy ever!), I told…
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Dreams
Oh, my Bear. I remember those days of knowing you were a life inside me and dreaming of who you would be, of holding my hands on my belly and whispering my dreams with you. I remember those days when I first held you, wrapped in all the wonder of your quietness and your sweet,…
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Christmas Magic
No…there is no Santa Claus. At least not in the way [we] have been led to believe. Usually the truth hurts, but in this case it is much more wonderful. We’re all Santas, you see. We all have magic. The pretend Santa gets to work only one day a year. But we, the real ones,…
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