Monthly Archives: September 2016

It seems quiet here. The sun is not quite up yet. My husband and daughter have packed tools and briefcase and left me—alone—with the day. And I think to myself: Sometimes it’s easier to have your day ordered for you by the clatter of the obvious than to be faithful in shadow’s hush. Squinting my ears,…

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551 That’s how many days passed between my father’s diagnosis and the day he left this earth. He had more time than many who hear the words “it’s pancreatic cancer.” We may have grieved the short time he had left, but I don’t ever recall any betrayal of regret or anxiousness on his part because, you see,…

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