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Archive for September 2014


Daddy could fix anything. A lawn mower, refrigerator, a sagging floor and a leaky roof. His fixing wasn’t limited to appliances or motors. He fixed earrings and could unravel a tangled delicate bracelet. He had whatever he needed to fix it because he kept every tool he ever owned and every nail, nut and bolt…

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Mom told me last week that she feels like she is on hold. In a season of waiting. All the time. She waits for the Hospice nurse. She waits for her bath and for someone to get her meals. She waits for her daughters to call and waits for someone to visit. She waits for…

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