Category: life after death
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Butter on Saltines
“Don’t judge me” I said as I mucked my way through the kitchen. “Don’t tell me what you’re doing because I’m dying to know” replied my uber curious and impatient husband. Taking out the box of gluten free table crackers and smearing butter across them I returned back to write this. My grandmother, Ruth, used…
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Life on life’s terms
Sometimes things can be very overwhelming. Bad news in the media, at work, at home, in the neighborhood can make life seemingly unbearable and sometimes even horrible. There’s a tendency sometimes to oversimplify, throw out suggestions such as ‘make a gratitude list’ or even shine over what is going on. While these have been things…
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22/30 April is National Poetry Month
Empathic – the ability or capacity to recognize and sometimes share in the feelings of others. Told by a therapist long ago that I was very empathic.I feel sometimes, too much.Sometimes it is too much for me to look into the eyes of another human being and see what they are feeling.If they are suffering…
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21/30 April is National Poetry Month
It is not enough to have known you.It is not enough to have the shared moments with you.It is not enough the brief sprinkling of time and space that held the words spoken between us.There is never enough time and space for that.You, funny, witty, own sense of humor and timing,not reluctant to reach out,…
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The big unknown
I had a friend pass recently, unexpectedly to everyone except for him. In the days preceding his death, he passed along a box to a neighbor saying if he didn’t make it back give it to his family. When friends went out to his car to get it in the parking lot, all of his…