Language: Subtle Pervisions I was reminded yesterday of the meaning of the word martyr. I needed the reminder on the Solemnity of The Feast Of Peter and Paul. Because the meaning of martyr, for me, has devolved to mean dying for God. Perhaps for you too, the word martyr has been perverted by teen-aged boys […]
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This past Monday morning, my friend and I got to Rosharon to meet Max. Rosharon, Texas is the home of Aeolus Dobermans and an almost 6 month old puppy Candace has named Max after our frequent talks after my Dobie boy Ally’s sudden death. Max is bigger than pictured here; he is, after all, close
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The dance of love I had been to this church in November of 2009 while in Texas to research my recently published novel. Now I am back to Texas to do early promotions for the book in Austin and Houston. Five years ago, the parishioners in Austin were raising money to build their beautiful church
Thinking, Once Again, About Time-About Stability Due to major changes in my personal and professional life, I now have more free time. More time to write, pray, ponder, read, exercise-one, all or none of these. I should be more grateful. And there should be more to show for this first full week of my new
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Of late, I have felt weighed down by death. Although acutely aware of how blessed I am with my health, that of my husband and close family, this sense of the immediacy of death began when I watched my Doberman drop dead 6 weeks ago and it has not gone away. These 3 recent deaths
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The last couple of months have been filled with difficulties-ranging from trivial to awful. And so we decided to spend Holy Week and Easter weekend down here. I was dreading yet another series of “firsts”; this RV suffused with memories of our boy, now gone, the 4 mile walk along the ocean that the boys
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It’s been a little over a month since I lost my best friend – a Doberman named Ally. I have written in my attempts to come to grips with the loss of this remarkable creature. I wroote over 3000 words before I felt that the tribute had been written. Coping with lessons we never want
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My friend Rachel’s dog Houdini died Remember the song from Annie, I Don’t Need Anything But You“: ‘Yesterday was plain awful and Daddy Warbucks sings back: ‘You can say that again’ and she does? It’s been 3 weeks tonight since I saw my Dobie boy drop dead and I really thought I had accepted that he was gone…could focus
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Grief, sorrow, loss- Is There a purpose in them? Deeply aware that I am writing of one of life’s deepest mysteries- the suffering we face from the death of those we love- a suffering from grief, sorrow and loss which none of us escapes, I write this morning anyway. And I am more than aware
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People you’d like to meet in heaven I think a book by this name was published a few years back, or maybe it was a movie. Regardless, I think about that question now and then, and perhaps we all do. When I read something that prompts me to consider this possibility, I get stuck on
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