It was nice. I will share some of my favorite pictures. I will also tell you that I intended, last week, to write a follow-up post to my questions about the doctrine of separation and instead failed to post at all. I still hope to write that post later this week. For now, the pictures. […]
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“About me, you can do it this way,” they say. Instead of “As far as I’m concerned…” or “I like…” as I’ve always heard it before. “I don’t know did it come down or not,” they say—and they are not asking a question. The words carry the same meaning and inflection as, “I don’t know
Since we lost our small one (you can read that post here), I have been thinking a lot more about Charlene, my darling little old lady friend who died. I like to picture the two of them together somewhere in a place I can’t quite get my mind around–but that doesn’t matter as much as
Ivan and I have been picking blueberries from our own bushes in our own backyard. The bushes are probably fifty years old, planted by Ivan’s dad before he was born. The blueberry skin is velvety on my fingers, like flower petals. The berries an explosion of flavor on my tongue. Ivan says this is a
I did not know at first if I wanted to talk about my miscarriage. A part of me wants to, because our child is real, the first we conceived. If we move on, have other children, and never talk about this one, it will be as if he or she never existed. I don’t want
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