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Tag Archives: childhood
I’m Going to Have a Childhood!
These words came from a retirement-aged lady whose life has been traumatized by a childhood that was abducted by neglect and abuse. The full quote is “I’m going to have a childhood in spite of my mother.” She said, in … Continue reading →
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One More Contact to Delete
I received a phone call this week that was unwelcome but not unexpected. My childhood friend had died. This is the letter I wrote to her children: We live in a world that measures success but not faithfulness. … Continue reading →
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Tagged appointment, bath tub, breath, childhood, faithful servant, friend, heart, heritage, laugh, memorial service, Norway, oxygen, phone call, trip
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Quilting Old Memories
What do you do when after 50 years you have a whole weekend to spend with your best friend from childhood? The natural place for us to start was to get in the car and drive to and through the … Continue reading →
Christmas Memories from Childhood-Part One
This is the first post, in of series of three, of Christmas memories from my childhood. I didn’t know then that the yearly adventure of getting our Christmas tree would set the standard so high that getting a tree in any other … Continue reading →
I Didn’t Know We Were Poor
I didn’t know we were poor. I had a long conversation today with a friend from my childhood. Her reflections on her growing up years reminded me that I knew back then what I still know now; her family was poor. … Continue reading →
Hedvig-Part Three
This is the conclusion of a story which first posted on Monday, August 22, 2011 and continued on Wedesday, August 24, 2011. With a look that betrayed this next idea as part of a plan, Hedvig asked me if I would … Continue reading →
Quilting Old Memories
What do you do when after 50 years you have a whole weekend to spend with your best friend from childhood? The natural place for us to start was to get in the car and drive to and through the … Continue reading →
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