Dear God
Dear God, It’s me. Christina. Again. No, no, no. I’m not calling to ask about that again. I realize a diamond tiara, while a beautiful symbol of my longed for princess-hood, is highly impractical...
View ArticleJust One Little Prayer
If there’s one thing that I would ask, just one little prayer, On bended knee I’d ask my God, Can I always be there? To watch my ducklings grow each day into the people they’re meant to be, To help......
View ArticleWhere There is Great Sadness, There is Also Great Joy
Loneliness came in the middle of the night. When everything was dark. When everything was quiet. When it was very easy to imagine there were not three children asleep in the next rooms. When it was...
View ArticleThe Divorced Amputee and the Power of Regeneration
It was the custom for the children to bring cupcakes or cookies on their birthday to share with the class after lunch. Ms. McPhee had written each of her students’ names on balloons and cupcakes made...
View ArticleHe is Always With You or A Gift to My Son
“I’m scared of death.” The fine layer of dread that had been quietly covering my heart began to stir. Death was on his nine year old mind. My baby. “Why are you afraid of death?” I have resolved myself...
View ArticleCrumbled Up Graham Crackers On A Train Straight For Hell or Watch Your Mouth...
Money can’t buy happiness? I beg to differ. It might not buy happiness but it certainly doesn’t hurt. It just occurred to me that if I did not have to depend on my ex-husband financially, and if I knew...
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