Going through some of my essays from the past, I found the one below that I once wrote about Char. I took the original subtitle of my book from this prose-poem. I called the book Turtle Heart: The Story of a Lonely Old Indian Woman and a Shy Little Mennonite Girl. Eventually I changed the […]
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Turtle Heart, the book I began in 2014 and labored long to bring to fruition, will soon be published. In it, you will read the story of a clueless, idealistic Mennonite girl and a feisty, sharp-witted old Ojibwe lady. In it you will see how my friendship with Charlene helped me grow in understanding God
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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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