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We are Ready!
It has been here a week, and I chant our summer mantra… The only option as I see it, is this delicate weaving of action and celebration, of intention and expectation. Let’s act, read, protest, protect, picket, learn, advocate for, fight against, but let’s be careful that in the midst of all that accomplishing and…
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God Lives and is All I Ever Need
He sat in his wheelchair, gray sweatsuit stained with that day’s meals and drops of saliva he kept wiping with a tissue, tattered black World War II hat perched on his head. Eddie. Our group of college students had once again enveloped a nearby nursing home with love, music and encouragement. We do it frequently,…
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It’s Not About Age
The nurse took me back into the short-infusion room as I prepped for some blood work and a port flush. It’s a quick, 10 minute stop-in I must do once a month as long as I have my port-a-cath in (something to make blood work and infusions easier for me; i.e. no IV’s). We chatted…
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Her World…
Her red curls clung to the back of her neck as I parted her hair and pulled each side into a ponytail. I had just done this yesterday morning, too. (She’s into ponytails now, because she has a friend who wears her hair in ponytails.) This morning we chatted and she sang and we talked…
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Life-Bringers
It is 8:15, and I have just finished tucking in little ones for the night, and now it is time to tuck myself in, too. Or at least that’s how it feels these days. By the end of the day I am so exhausted that I am dropping as soon as they drop, and often…
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A Spring of Joy 