Protected: Talking, not Talking

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WGAL has a saying, “Turn around, don’t drown!” I got an email with this is the tagline one year and couldn’t stop laughing. But I hear it in my head whenever the roadway is covered and the water is rushing. It’s a pretty effective warning. And intuitive, but necessary. How many people do you see … Continue reading →

The Other Side of the World to me.

After an apology from one kind Christian for all the evils Christianity has done against her, she looks at him with a mixture of anger and aplomb and asks: Why don’t you just jump ship? And it’s such an honest question? If you have to apologize for it all the time. If you have to … Continue reading →

Challenge: A Letter

It’s interestingly hollow to find out that you’ve been right all along. There is elation and little sad regret that you’d ever doubted yourself. Mostly though, there’s a twinge that the puzzle is over. But at the same time you realize, there never was a puzzle at all, was there? Just a length of time … Continue reading →

Thankful for what?

Today the kindergarten teacher I am working with asked the kids what they were so thankful for they couldn’t imagine life without it. Hmm. I thought, what am I so thankful for that I can’t imagine life without it? My husband, my house, my job? No, none of them really meet the criteria that she … Continue reading →

It’s time for my Self to Die

Pastor’s sermon was talking about family. Family and all the things that can tear it apart. I was sitting there looking up at him and barely breathing waiting to see the reason that mine feels so shaky, and he hit it on the head. I’ve been seeing all these things that have been speaking up … Continue reading →

In the doctor’s house.

In my tiny broken down house in the middle of nowhere is where they find me. the people who come to be taken care of. They say one thing but I can see that they need another, and they always come to take. But that’s ok. In my tiny living room they sit nursing broken … Continue reading →

Jailbird

And after my death I have traveled these varied paths, Each one leading me right back here. And these moments must destined, change the rest as I have, I still end up kneeling here and wishing it were different. And it must be me, must be mine. My Malfunction. A destiny to be incomplete A … Continue reading →

Fear, Sex, and Chocolate.

I almost never have new dreams, but today I did. So I’m going to record it. I was back at home. I was my same age and I had lived through nearly everything that that I have now with a couple notable exceptions. Which in itself is interesting, because I had a full range of … Continue reading →

Protected: Dear Runaway,

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