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At My Right Hand
Cancer. A word that even today, on the other side, is still hard for me to write. When I used to hear someone had a cancer diagnosis, my thoughts immediately jumped…
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Who are you, Lord?
If it’s true, then why doesn’t it feel true?What if I am doing it wrong?Maybe I need to say the prayer one more time. Just to be safe. These questions echoed…
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True Love
If you would have asked me 15 years ago what it meant to be loved, my answer would have been very different than it is now. I grew up learning love…
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Use Your Words
Mom was naturally blonde, attractive. She had a mild personality and was never angry. She was not opinionated. She was easy going and spent her lifetime in her hometown of Normal,…
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A Boy Goes to War
I was born in Volga, South Dakota, on May 18, 1946. I was the oldest of seven children. I lived in South Dakota my first years and then relocated to St…
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Fear Almost Had Me
Fear. Four little letters bringing about a wave of emotion, causing me to feel as though I am drowning at the mention of the word. Merriam-Webster defines fear as “an unpleasant,…
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