birthdays
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The Era of Words: Starting Over at 70
The Weight of a Quiet Christmas I’m not going to lie. Christmas was difficult. It’s a simple thing to write about faith, hope, and trust. Some days, it’s not so easy to maintain a happy face. The past six months have been extremely stressful, culminating in a two-week period of feeling a sense of holiday… Continue reading
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A Year of Healing: Birthday Reflections After Cancer
March is a month of birthdays in our family. Growing up, my dad did not acknowledge birthdays. When the subject was broached, his answer was, “It’s just another day.” There were no huge birthday parties growing up. No mountains of gifts, and no grandparents in attendance, but we did get birthday cake, I think. When… Continue reading
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There’s always a tomorrow when it comes to birthdays
JUST FYI: the birthday cake on Monday’s post was one that Claire made for someone else. IT WAS Not the strawberry one from the cancer center folks. X-rays, biopsies, doctor appointments, radiation, chemo, immunotherapy, nurses, weigh-ins, and cancer. These are the things that rob your memory. Thank goodness there are iPhones and sons. I mentioned… Continue reading
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In the beginning…
There was nothing outstanding about the birth of a child in the 1950s. It was the tail end of the baby boomer generation. It was a Good Friday though. In itself, Good Friday was not a good day for birthing or Jesus. However, in the context of the whole story, it was a good day… Continue reading
About Me
I love to write. My background is graphic arts and journalism. My roots are German-Russian from McIntosh County, North Dakota.
My time is spent reading, writing, gardening, cooking, blogging, fiber arts – you name it, we try it.
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