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Long Life

Last week I wrote about not really having any “resolutions” for 2017 but reflected on 2016 and the progress or non-progress I have made thus far. 3,358 more words

The Face of Grief

Grief walked by me today. It was wearing all white, each pair of eyes holding pain the way only humans can.

The fifty or so humans walking by me wore white shirts that held a picture and a name. 336 more words

Loss

Beauty out of Ashes 

‪I remember the day I stood face to face w/my faith..face to face w/my belief in the word..the day I had to answer the question Is God alone enough..just days before Sydney and I were discussing this very subject. 1,094 more words

Sydney Lisa Jeter

A voice

What is a voice? It’s what we use to speak; to convey so much – thoughts, feelings, emotions, wants, needs, fears, joys, sorrows. All given life by our voice. 375 more words

A VIEW FROM THE EDGE - V

 Finally I heard his truck at four A.M. and with tears in my eyes, I raced down the stairs and hugged him, and begged him profusely to forgive me.  2,045 more words

Grief

Hope:  A Quilt After Miscarriage 

It’s simple.


Every baby needs a quilt.


Some babies never grow very big, so their quilts are little.


But they are important, and mommies and daddies will never forget them. 134 more words

Quilts

A VIEW FROM THE EDGE - IV

Odd, I never noticed the magazine quote Chad had cut out and pasted to the lamp in his bedroom until after he was gone.  It said, “Marijuana, at least it’s not Crack!”  Drugs were just not an option or something I worried about in my household.  608 more words

Grief