Yesterday, I rode with Ivan on the golf cart to check his hay fields, and the breeze was balmy and the grass bright green against the billowed sky and the curled pines at the edge of the field promised enchantment. Our child kicked in my uterus and Ivan told me that he loved me, and […]
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It is 9 p.m., and my husband is taking a shower. I recently wrote “my husband” in an email to a friend and she chided me that “if you would use his name instead of that charmingly bridal and proprietorial ‘my husband,’ I could remember it, ahem.” And so, for you, Sheila, and for any
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I am home with these people that I love. In a few days, I will leave home to go home. And that is one of the strange things about moving away from a community where you’ve lived for thirty years to start your home in a new one. Often, when I’m talking to Ivan about
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Thank you for all of your well-thought and thought-provoking replies to my last blog post. I intended to answer each one individually and probably still will when I can. This week was a little crazy. So when the week is too overwhelmingly crazy, we clear our throats and talk about other things. Church, for instance.
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Thank you to all of you who have prayed for Ivan and me and our little one. I won’t go into details about the medical issues besides saying the doctor believed, after a physical check, that I might experience complications in pregnancy. An ultrasound this week seems to show that everything’s okay and has relieved
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