Category Archives: Grief

Grace Under Fire

My condolences to the family of a great lady, Barbara Bush. She was such an example of grace under fire, advocacy, and just plain a lovely, articulate, and kind person. She was also an author, so I confess a special … Continue reading

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Judgement

I am saddened that after learning so much about fake posts on FB, people still pass on garbage in the form of disparaging posts. It is amazing to me. Especially when it is written about children who got shot at. … Continue reading

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Gun Laws

Let me be very clear. I am NOT advocating that your guns be taken away from you. I own guns. My family owns guns. My dad was a hunter. I have friends who own assault rifles. They don’t need them, … Continue reading

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“Rhyaden”

I am not a camel. Lay that bag of bricks down, Barbara. Stop worrying. Breathe. Take it one day at a time. I am not a camel. I am not Atlas. I do not have to carry the weight of … Continue reading

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New Plan

My sister’s, and therefore now my mother’s schedule is so different from mine, I’m going to be messed up for quite some time after I get back. My body doesn’t know when to sleep, but it still wakes up the … Continue reading

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Me Too

I’m ready to paint the office. Friends who know me well are laughing right about now. Come on. It’s been a year, at least, since I painted anything. I have to get it done quickly now because of my upcoming … Continue reading

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Bump Stocks

Pizza night with my grandsons. The oldest one ate five pieces. Wow. I think, perhaps, he might be growing. We have no extraordinary plans for the weekend, just sleeping in, playing at the park, and maybe some ice cream or … Continue reading

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