It was my day to post at Segullah yesterday. While I was sure no one had time to read anything, I still posted a…
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Two weekends ago we kicked off our holiday festivities with a trip to see the Village of Lights, created by The Wonderment. This non-profit group…
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   All journeys have secret destinations
  of which the traveler is unaware.
   – Martin Buber, German philosopher, 1878-1965
One year ago, early November,… -
So I’ve been driving round town listening to Brene’ Brown for the last month. No doubt most of you are familiar with her work,…
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Two weeks ago, after a second brain bleed, my Mom was admitted to University hospital for monitoring. They gave her a spacious room in Acute…
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This year, no kidney stone. But darn it, hospitals seem to be a habit for us in October. An update on my Mom next…
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It is that season. When the sky darkens early. Berries shrivel. Leaves redden and release their petiolar hold. I open the kitchen window and watch them…
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I can’t believe the tall pecan is yellowing. Leaves diving and spiraling into the grass. Like skins slowly peeled from a golden delicious. It is Autumn….
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Our darling nephew, Corvin, left on an LDS mission for Norway last week. Homeland for Doug’s family. He spoke to his congregation the Sunday…
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Oh my goodness. It’s been a long time!
I’ve missed you. I’ve missed this space. This place to dump words, figure out life, and hold onto…
