Tag Archives: Fridge

these things help

I am generally averse to lists.  But on a Friday afternoon, shorthand is useful.  And since I spent last evening processing my pre-scope anxiety in a rather more flowerly fashion than I’d originally intended, let me try to break it … Continue reading

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heroes: roll-call

In my own stillness today, it seems right to offer a round-up of a few of the fiercest fighters around me.  I often think about this ad-hoc community of young adult survivors that I am so blessed to be a … Continue reading

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everything that rises must converge

This phrase, from Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, via Flannery O’Connor, came into my head this afternoon as I strolled through my new neighborhood and thought, as I inevitably do, about First Descents.  The words struck me hard, with precision, though … Continue reading

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finally one of the cool kids (and all it took was a little bit of cancer)

This past week I found myself feeling, well, off.  My last post explains pretty plainly why this now-rare storm could of ill feelings settled over me.  During the nine years that I have worked in child welfare, I have – … Continue reading

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honoring it all

Last night, over margaritas and enchiladas, I said to my husband, “I feel so good.  Is there something wrong with me?” Working his way through his flight of tequila, he smiled and said, “Maybe it has to do with being … Continue reading

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