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Mother’s Day
Dear Mom, My heart is full… more-so it is overflowing. It is heavy with love, tenderness… it aches. I have seen your love, tasted your love, felt your love…love’s messages…
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The Gift of Life
While my father was in the hospital I stayed with my cousins Judy and Chris, since going home to Willows was too far away to be a daily option. Their…
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Jumping over Muddy Water
The rice fields are flooded, the seeds are taken root, the harvest will come months later…. yet today the water…
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Thank You
The tenderness that surrounds our hearts is healing. Soft and caring, full and rich. My family and I thank you. We are…
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Petal by Petal
The days unfold, a tiredness slips into the empty space. The fragrant petals of yesterdays long gone soothe but cannot replace the thorn…
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My Father’s Eulogy
Looking out I see many family and friends… It is such a healing gift to be surrounded by your love for my father. Thank you for coming and showing my…
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The Rosary
Last night we entered the church early and sat up front. The community came later and sat behind us. The feeling…
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Let the Spirit Move You
1. French Husband arrived for my father's funeral and will stay a few days. 2. School, the distance, and the timing…
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Blue Skies
Blue skies partly cloudy, A dream like state called reality, Rainstorms in the middle of nowhere or- Tears mixed with laughter… as each person recalls and relives memories of my…
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Swing High
A steady stream of family and friends pour in giving us their hearts to float on… We pass through these days with memories of my father coming to the surface,…
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