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Random thought: Little girl boo-boos and a woman’s indignation. Yep. That’s me. I keep seeking a higher power and then I squeeze my eyes tight and hold my hands over ears. I choose to struggle. I revert to last ditch battle cries and my very own “rebel yell.” I seem to be trying to get…
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Long ago, my father had returned from one of his two Naval stays in Japan with a beautiful silkscreen of a tiger, which he quickly made a frame for. That tiger was a part of our household as far back as I can remember. It sure is beautiful. I remember Mom telling me how much…
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Yesterday I wrote Mom’s obituary. I spent some time … and of course, thank you Higher Spirit Power. I wrote what I’d like to share at mom’s private hour tomorrow. The God of my understanding proofread: additions, deletions, copy and pastes, commas and periods. I took care of things with Holy Cross Cemetery. Mom made…
Faith & Roses 