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Still The Daughter. : The Eve of Leaving Behind
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Tuesday, December 31, 2013. The Eve of Leaving Behind. It's New Year's Eve and I can't believe how long it's been since I've shared a thought or few on this blog. In order to do so, I had to cull through the emotions with a critical eye in order to stitch together a better life in the New Year. Here are the things I've leaving behind in 2013:. Hyper-self criticism: Truly, the weeds in the garden of growth. It'll take me over if I don't do a thorough weeding. My parents: Wherever you are, know I gave it m...
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Still The Daughter. : Dickens and the Church
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Sunday, August 18, 2013. Dickens and the Church. When Mom took the final turn, the Hospice nurse and I agreed that the time had come for her to be given the Last Rites. Mom remained true to her Roman Catholic tradition while I had converted to the Episcopal Church. So, I called her parish priest and the Parish Secretary told me to hold on he'd arrive shortly. So, I did what I normally do - I paced. After what seemed an eternity I heard someone turn the front door handle. Yes! I asked him to repeat what h...
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Still The Daughter. : July 2013
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Tuesday, July 30, 2013. Peace On the Way. So why am I posting a blog entry? It's truly a miracle we're here today. You see, my mother should have professed and entered the convent. A dear music teacher and nun took her under her wing when my grandfather passed. This nun cared and nurtured her when my grief-stricken grandmother couldn't. My mother would have made a fantastic nun. Love isn't love 'til you give it away." She's done her job. Links to this post. Saturday, July 27, 2013. Melody of the Pines.
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Still The Daughter. : Reality. High Tide or Rip Tide?
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Monday, January 6, 2014. Reality. High Tide or Rip Tide? Over the past week I've found myself reflecting on a situation that began innocently enough, but now each time it presents itself, I want to run for the hills. So, I wish this person well, but she can't crash in my reality. Lesson learned. Thank you so much for stopping by and visiting The Daughter. I hope you enjoyed the site as much as I am creating it. You are always welcome at The Daughter. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom).
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Still The Daughter. : August 2013
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Sunday, August 18, 2013. Dickens and the Church. When Mom took the final turn, the Hospice nurse and I agreed that the time had come for her to be given the Last Rites. Mom remained true to her Roman Catholic tradition while I had converted to the Episcopal Church. So, I called her parish priest and the Parish Secretary told me to hold on he'd arrive shortly. So, I did what I normally do - I paced. After what seemed an eternity I heard someone turn the front door handle. Yes! I asked him to repeat what h...
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Still The Daughter. : December 2012
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Monday, December 31, 2012. Before 2012 Leaves Me. I want to thank you all for being part of the last year with me. For reading about the love that sums up what caregiving requires for both human and animal. Your comments have uplifted me throughout this time. I thank you and appreciate the time you've invested in reading these blog posts. Will I miss 2012? So here's to the New Year! Now raise a glass and let's get to it! Links to this post. Monday, December 24, 2012. Dickens proves to be a complicated so...
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Still The Daughter. : April 2013
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Wednesday, April 17, 2013. Mom's physical therapist came the other day to begin work on an injured bone and strengthen muscles. Al offers hope, which, IMHO, is the hallmark of a genuine healer. I shouldn't tell you about this guy because I'm afraid his caseload might become too overwhelming. So, look for a guy like Al to help you get your loved one back on their pins. And remember, Mom had Al first. Links to this post. Sunday, April 14, 2013. On Writing Through the Storm. So, these blog posts are filtere...
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Cluckin A Critter Farm, LLC: Hidden Away In The Bottom Of An Old Brown Box...Lives A Tiny Giant
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Cluckin A Critter Farm, LLC. CLICK HERE.To See Or Buy Vick's Watercolors. Our Own Farm Products. Tuesday, March 24. Hidden Away In The Bottom Of An Old Brown Box.Lives A Tiny Giant. It could become costly…but cute. Here is the pile of “rubble” Gia gave me…let’s see what we can make out of it with a little time and elbow grease. If you like what we talk about and the pictures we show, why not become a follower? 073967 Cluckin' "A" Critter Farm, LLC. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). About Skip and Vick.