Tag Archives: Remembrance

Days like this

I feel like I should write something about Gloria. Today is the first anniversary of her death. It was a good death – no, not a good death, a good dying. Her family was gathered around her. She was alert … Continue reading

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Her legacy of kindness will remain

My stepmother would have been 87 today. I called my Dad to let him know I was thinking of him, of her. There was not much else to say. We talked for a while about any number of things. But … Continue reading

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Of skorpa and hope

Food is memory. Aromas take us places. Certain dishes link us to our past. Even when the memories are less than delightful – like getting sick after too much pumpkin pie so that now I can’t bear the thought. But the memory remains. Continue reading

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The day will come

The number of people I remember on All Saints’ Day continues to grow. It is the burden of life. My father, 96, read me the names of those being remembered in his church. Again and again the names he read … Continue reading

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Tomorrow

Tomorrow would have been my daughter’s 36th birthday. It snuck up in me, busy as I’ve been. But a look at the calendar today, and that number 13 jumped out. Is it really May already? Are we here again? What … Continue reading

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All lives

16 years ago tomorrow my 19 year old daughter and two of her friends were killed by a driver who had been drinking. Though Anna and her friends had been driving responsibly, traveling the speed limit, wearing their seat belts, … Continue reading

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Gloria

Life is amazing. It’s not a resume we build. It’s not a course to be run. It is a rich tapestry made of very simple things. Continue reading

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This week I remember my brother

This week I remember my brother. It’s been a long time, now. 46 years. But the wound remains. Not so raw, but still tender. Continue reading

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I just wish that I could hear

Tomorrow is Anna’s 35th birthday. Hard to imagine. She is locked forever now at 19. Her smile. Her laugh. Her brilliant eyes. The daisies in her hair, plucked from the wildflowers on her way to school. Her warmth. Her depth of spirit. Her passion for dance and theater and the life of the Spirit. Continue reading

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Carried into the story

Things bear a story to us, and carry us into the story. It is the nature of remembrance. It is the nature of tangible things. There is a reason God uses bread and wine. Continue reading

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