The Swing
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The Swing

Chubby hands clutching the ropes. “Higher! Higher,” she squeals. Only clouds and sun and sweet wind kiss her face. No cares, no worries. And nurturing hands push her upward.   More securely now, small hands on the ropes, “Higher! Higher,” she screams. Bows and ribbons and grass and tops of trees; Innocence on her lips,...

A Warrior’s Tears
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A Warrior’s Tears

The room is dark, and the bottle is close.  As she raises it to her lips with trembling hands, she knows that the burning liquid will dull the ache in her heart…for a moment. What she doesn’t see is the lone figure standing in the corner of her room, sword hanging loosely by his side,...

Persevering Like the Snail
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Persevering Like the Snail

We’ve all done it.  We’ve all invested time and energy into someone or something and then come to the horrible conclusion that nothing is changing.  Nothing we seem to do or say helps them or changes them or even seems to reach them. When is it enough?  When do we stop hoping, stop trying…stop praying?...

Will I See My Sweet Hattie in Heaven?
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Will I See My Sweet Hattie in Heaven?

For any of you who know me, you are aware that I am a lover of dogs—big dogs. I grew up with a King St. Bernard named Moochie, and since then I’ve owned a black Lab, a yellow Lab, a Golden Retriever, and two Great Danes. Currently my husband and I are the proud parents...

Looking for the Forest in the Middle of the Trees
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Looking for the Forest in the Middle of the Trees

Do you sometimes find yourself saying things that your parents used to say to you, only to grimace and think, “Was that me?” I know I do—a lot. One of the things I used to tell my boys all of the time was that they just needed to be patient, that whatever was happening to...

This is Not My Life: Confessions of a Life-Worn Woman
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This is Not My Life: Confessions of a Life-Worn Woman

By Deb Waterbury “This is not my life.” “Those are not my children.” “That is not my husband.” Have you ever looked around at your life and thought any of these things? I mean, this isn’t what we signed up for, right? No one told us the day we walked down that isle or the...

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