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desperation meets God
Sometimes life tears wide-open. I spent a day this past week in the insurance office trying to straighten out a mess that I didn’t make. That was directly on the heels of a two-hour wait in the radiology department of the hospital. The question of cancer in one of my dearest people sending shivers down…
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starless wonder
The stars and moon are shrouded by clouds. Sounds of a banjo playing leak from the barn. Sunday night. My husband’s smile. “The cows make more milk on bluegrass,” he says. I step from the barn and a few stray sprinkles of rain dance across my skin. They are cool. I smile into darkness. The…
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When Women Cry
I grew up with three brothers. No sisters. I was a girl, no doubt, but I was a tough kid. Cowboys and Indians, dirt piles and tree climbing, pigtails and pink ribbons. I cried when I was angry or bleeding. I was thirteen when I found out about women and tears. My first ladies meeting….
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Let’s Stop Ignoring Death
The first calf that died in our barn was named Grace. She was a pretty little black thing with a white heart on her forehead. When she got sick I tried everything to save her. Sat in the barn for hours trying to coax fluid and meds into her. I fed her one morning…
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The Search For The Best Umbrella {a little frog story}
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