Category: just me
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Its Electric!
Cut to the chase: I got struck by lightening. Yupper. You know that question about why we are safe in a car in a lightening storm? Well it also applies to why we are UNSAFE when we touch the chassis of a car in a lightening storm.I was at the…
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It will come… sooner or later.
Today is a different day. That doesn’t mean that things are different though. Yesterday a friend was laid to rest in Arlington National Cemetery. Try as I might, I cannot cut short the sadness over the loss of his life in this world. I could not travel the 6 hours…
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gut check
Originally composed 3 Feb 2010 “It comes down to a simple gut check: You either love what you do or you don’t. Period.” Hmm. Let me just say, that many times we are unhappy because we have unrealistic expectations. Are you really unhappy with what you do, or are you…
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When a Tree Falls in Your Driveway….
Originally composed 5 March 2010. Finally~! For over a month everyone but us seemed to be getting snow. The day they said all lower 48 states got snow on the same day- we had none. Upstate got it all. So when they called for a Nor’easter to hit us I…
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Make a Memory
Originally written 28 May 2010. Last night Bon Jovi sang this song… and I listened to the words as always, and felt sad as always. It was that sad joy that comes with saying goodbye but also devouring every moment left. It reminds me of so many moments in my…
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the recipe I cannot write down
What is it about cooking? There is deep satisfaction in that moment of completion of a dish, when you look at it before it is eaten and think, “I made this.” You realize you did not waste your time, there is a final result and it is pleasing. Well, pleasing…
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Brenden’s story
Our oldest child, Brenden Shea Kelly was born October 14, 1995. He came home from the hosptial on our 2nd anniversary- the 16th. When we found out we were pregnant we had come home to VA for my dad’s Army Retirement (surprised him!). I also learned that I get horrible…
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my grandma
For my Grandma T; Upon this last breath I give her up and trust her to the Lord’s embrace. She will feel no more of these worldly things that cause us hurt. Her pearly white locks will be full of color and youth, her eyes sparkling with joy and excitement…
Mistress of Divinity 