An Unpolluted View

There we sat, with our one way tickets, waiting to board the plane.  The wall of windows in the terminal framed a stunning view of the mountains.  My mountains.  That bald, generally brown, towering range that had served to give me my bearings all through my childhood and youth.  On this day they had a…

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Not All Emotions Must Be Named

The moving van is arriving next week and I’m a walking zombie of stoic emotion. Never mind that stoic emotion sounds like an oxymoron.  The point is that I can’t name what I’m feeling.  I do know that it’s the offspring of change.  Big change. Big life changes often birth rascals called fear, anticipation, sorrow, excitement, anxiety,…

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Performing My Vows Day after Day

Once again, I find myself confused by the timing of an event in my life.  If it doesn’t make complete sense does that mean it is a poor choice?  Not of God?  Or, is this an opportunity to trust God in it and lean not unto my own understanding?  No simple answer here. I find it helpful to weigh the…

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Fear Not!

On that first Christmas night, shepherds were told to “fear not” and a multitude of angels sang out “Glory to God”. How wonderful it would be to live a life where I “feared not” and sang out “Glory to God” in every circumstance. I have been discovering how I tend to hold onto things tightly…

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Clutter, Clutter, Everywhere

I learned something new about myself over the last few weeks.  I’m a pack rat.  How’d I miss that piece of self awareness before?  I was enabled; that’s how!  Twenty-four years ago my husband and I bought a 3 bedroom house with closets and a garage.  That was the beginning of being lulled into believing…

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Owning my Dorkiness

I may have inadvertently put my brother on the terrorist watch list.  You see, I’m a dork.  My husband is being transferred to work in northern Virginia so I was in the DC area looking to see what towns we should consider while looking for a home.  I was alone, driving my brother’s car through…

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Monday, Monday

It was a stereotypical Monday. $63 ticket for parking on the street on street sweeping day. Ball point pen found its way into the dryer with three of my favorite, less than a year old tops. The drum of the dryer is marked up too. My neck has been doing well…well until today when I…

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A Dish of Promises

Living in a land of drought next to a city named for a thousand oaks, I found myself in two forests one week before summer’s end. Longing for the damp, crisp comfort of fall the heat of the first forest said, not yet. I searched the forest floor for acorns that had not lost their…

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The Lie of Perfecting Parenting

Would I have been a better mother if there had been blogs, podcasts and social media when I was raising little ones? I’ve been noticing a lot of parenting tips on the internet. How to talk about…how to teach…how to initiate…how to cover “it” all! My kids were raised in the era of the themed…

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Buyer's Remorse

It is said that timing is everything. Well, I don’t know that it’s everything but it sure is a big deal. Have you ever waited and agonized over making an expensive purchase and after you finally made the purchase you find out you’re getting a cut in pay or an unexpected major expense comes along?…

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Unwrapping the Gift of Time

I’ve been given the gift of time. Time away from any obligation and any routine. Time away from my house, my town…my country! This gift came in a package made by one of my husband’s many work trips. He offered this gift, as he often does, and nothing got in the way of opening it.…

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Guilt by Disassociation

On 9/12/01 I was on my way to the mailbox and waved at a neighbor who lives across and down the street and was on the way to her mailbox. I barely know her but she immediately crossed the street toward me so I started walking in her direction. She put out her arms and…

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