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Sunday’s Thought
“There are no words, not in English, Spanish, Arabic, or Hebrew, that have been invented to explain what it’s like to lose a child. The nightmarish heartache of it. The unexplainable trepidation that follows... The child may be gone, but the years the child...
A Good Nurse and a Good Teacher
I just got my test results back from the health fair, and they reminded me of a story I wanted to share with you. My blood was drawn by Nurse Shelly, who sometimes has a purple streak in her white hair, but that day it was colorless. When I looked away before she...
Chikoot Lake Cycle Post Card
A New Day Dawning
On September 11, 2001 I wished my husband happy birthday and made some coffee. We were up early getting ready for a bike ride, and Chip turned the TV on. That's when we saw live (with the time change) that awful attack on the World Trade Center, and then watched (or...
Woman’s Day Mother’s Day Column
Here it is, my Mother's Day column.
Sunday’s Thought
This Sunday's thought comes from Anna Quindlen: "You are the only person alive who has sole custody of your life. Your particular life. Your entire life. Not just your life at a desk, or your life on the bus, or in the car, or at the computer. Not just the life of...
Angels Watch do Keep
While setting up for the Hospice of Haines spring rummage sale yesterday I noticed shelves of angels. A whole collection of porcelain, ceramic, and glass angels of all sizes and shapes, from the very ornate golden-winged and colored-gowned Victorians, to the naked,...