What I Have Seen With My Own Eyes (a 7QT post)

Lately I’ve been enjoying the mental challenge of writing to a prompt while remaining true to my essential message. Or at least, attempting to do so. (Faithful readers, you’ve been quiet lately. I miss you! It makes me wonder if I’m not as successful as I think I am!) Anyway, Mama Kat’s Writers Workshop used…

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Second Chances

“I think about the years I spent just passing through I’d like to have the time I lost and give it back to you But you just smile and take my hand You’ve been there you understand It’s all part of a grander plan that is coming true.” —“God bless the broken road,” Carrie Underwood…

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Touched, Served, Gifted

There’s a commercial on TV these days for Kleenex. The woman goes around frantically murmuring, “touch…touch…touch…” Finally she gets to the Kleenex box and all time stops while she has this surreal, spiritual moment labeled “feel.” This ad has always bugged me because it shoves human touch into the category irritant, while holding up an…

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High Fidelity, Part 2

[picapp align=”none” wrap=”false” link=”term=wedding+rings&iid=183505″ src=”0179/44c285ca-a17a-4f7e-9e29-a24c45b752db.jpg?adImageId=11831217&imageId=183505″ width=”500″ height=”333″ /] Yesterday morning, I sat nursing Nicholas by the window as usual, when I heard the squawk down the hall. “Christian, Julianna’s awake,” I said. “Okay,” he answered. He finished shaving and went into her room as he does most mornings. And, like most mornings, their voices floated…

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Second Chances

“I think about the years I spent just passing through I’d like to have the time I lost and give it back to you But you just smile and take my hand You’ve been there you understand It’s all part of a grander plan that is coming true.” —“God bless the broken road,” Carrie Underwood…

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Consumed

I was listening to Faith Hill yesterday on the way home from the farm when a lyric jumped out at me. “It consumes you, But that’s a given, That’s how love moves.” Maybe I was just feeling quarrelsome, but the use of that word “consume” bothered me. To consume something is “to destroy or expend…

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A Plea to Spouses

One of Christian’s biggest pet peeves is the treatment of men in advertising and comedy on TV. Men are portrayed as clueless, lazy, stupid, and easily manipulated—not to mention singleminded. I try to make him feel better by reminding him that advertising is marketed to women, but that doesn’t help—and to tell the truth, I…

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Why I Love My Husband…

 Every so often, you get a day that reminds you of all the things you love about the person with whom you have chosen to spend your life.  This weekend, I had one of those days. Appropriately enough, it all happened at a wedding…   …except for the last reminder of why I love my husband, which…

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To Christian, on his Thirty-Sixth birthday

Dear Christian, It’s very hard to be sweet and sincere in writing a birthday “card” for you in the midst of the normal chaos and noise—joined today by the banging of the piano being tuned—but perhaps the very chaos and lack of time for reflection is itself the most beautiful thing about our life. So…

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