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The last box unpacked…
We moved into our little heritage home almost 3 years ago; our shelter and safe respite. We moved from luxury, comfort, acreage, largess, and wealth into a home that hadn’t seen an update since maybe the 80s; a house that creaks and groans; that has its own smells, its own histories; it rocks and sways
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Are we all truly wanted and loved by God?
A little over a year ago my parents gave each of us a DNA test through Ancestry.com for Christmas. At the time, I wondered, why now? Our family history is mired in secrets and things you just don’t talk about. However, my older brother had a keen desire to know and had long been digging
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Let go….
My thoughts this morning are scattered and flitting about; some of them touch down softly, lightly gracing my mind as a butterfly landing on your sleeve; others sort of vwap right into the temple and veer off crazily like a kamikaze fly on a hot day. So, please bear with me as I try to
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Love and healing – Intergenerational Trauma
I met a woman today… it was like looking into a mirror of sorts. A woman that could easily have been me had circumstances worked out differently for either of us. She was younger than me and had lived a vastly different life, but the similarities are still there. Both of us neurodivergent; both with
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W1ll U R3memb3r M3?
Today is All Souls day… a day for remembering all of those who have gone before us, to pray for their souls, to support them in their afterlife so that they might one day attain Heaven. For me, having been raised in a more secular household, this is a new idea and concept. Of all
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Please do not correlate my, or my loved-ones, causation.
I think we, as a people, like to pretend that our issues are all new and have never been experienced before. We would rather not look at history, but only consider the present when navigating a new moral, emotional, political, technological reality. As a faithful Catholic mother who is also an autistic middle aged woman
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Do I have to have a title?
How to title something when I’m not sure exactly what to write…? For weeks now I have had different ideas flitter through my mind like so many dust motes. Light and bright they float through the air space in my brain (as I type that I hear every dumb-blonde joke my Dad ever lobbed my
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Helpless to help… and so, so sad
Come, Holy Spirit, help me to write the words my heart is achingly filled with tonight. The images etched in my mind that hold me back from smiling to my friends or socializing with people whom I care so very deeply for. Why? Lord, oh God, why? If you are reading this, join me in
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Disoriented & Unsure… When your palms burn and your heart quakes
It’s been a few months since I’ve written a word other than for professional reasons. Bear with me then, as I feel a little rusty. I honestly opened my blog up because I’m not sure how or where else to pour this out and calm my mind enough to sleep tonight. Even as I write
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My cup overflows…
Psalms 23:5-6 You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies. You anoint my head with oil; my cup overflows. Surely your goodness and love will follow me all the days of my life, and I will dwell in the house of the LORD forever. About two weeks ago a guest pastor