The Day That Followed that post

was the day she died.     stand by while I regain my equilibrium.             Share this:

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Two Sisters

Two Sisters

Two Sisters Both 45 years old. There’s a delightful story as to how one family can have two sisters both 45 and not twins.  It’s a good one.  It’s mom-marrying-uncle and we’re not from Kentucky (because people have asked).  That’s more for later. It’s about two sisters who were cousins and childhood pals.  The little ones. Among eleven kids, they were the little ones.  We didn’t even consider the trouble they got into because we older ones were off having naughty fun without them.  Surely they were content with Barbies! Today, they are each 45. Today they both face gigantic human challenges. One sister is facing an invader brain cancer that has returned with monstrous power. One sister is facing a life disruption of a different kind...

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Monarch

Monarch

Four weeks ago she buried her daddy.  A glorifying and Godly-gentle passing of his earthly life into the life we all feebly imagine.  Natural and blessed, he went after a long life of honest, beautiful, unconditional, limitless love.  But it still hurts.  She has always been His Little Girl.  His only littlest Little Girl.  Throughout the heart-pain of saying Good Bye, she carried her own body-pain of the invader cancer.  Brain tumors removed, chemo-ed, fought and battled.  Now a new invader.  A vicious thief of her hand, arm, foot and now voice.  Daddy’s Girl, faces fathoms more journey. And she has this family at her side. Mary’s symbol through this year of battle has been the transforming butterfly.  Lots of folks like this symbol, but the...

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Being Present

Being Present

She moved the pillow to the center of the bed:  submission to the truth.  He is with Jesus and her life is changed.  How can she be happy that he’s gone?  How can we celebrate the joy of heaven when we have such guttural pain in our body?  It’s the most ultimate choice that we must work through in our own abilities. Mom has turned her life over to God’s Plan countless times in 77 years.  This will be her highest mountain to climb so far, I imagine.  She has taught me to trust, keep going, stand firm and be joyful with our life no matter the challenge.  “Turn it over to God,” she said.  Never saying it without herself knowing so deeply what that means.  I am present for her now, understanding the joy of motherhood solves lots of woes. And...

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