Small Hours
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Isaiah and Paul
On June 19, 2008 | 0 Comments

When I came, why was there no one?When I called, why was there no one to answer?Was my arm too short to ransom you? Do I lack the strength to rescue you?Because the Sovereign Lord helps me, I will not be disgraced.Therefore I have set my face like flint, and I know I will not […]

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Tomayto-tomahto
On June 18, 2008 | 0 Comments

My friend Nat likes to make fun of me from time to time. Not a lot. And not unkindly. It’s just that he is amused by some things about me, like my opinion of Sting, for example. And the opinion I Once Held about Lionel Richie (no one should be held accountable for things one […]

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Exactly 50 Years at 9:45
On June 17, 2008 | 5 Comments

She’s 50 years old today. Well, not yet, not exactly. She pointed this out to me in her exacting sort of way when we stood together briefly in her driveway this morning. She was not fifty at 10:15 this morning. No. She won’t be fifty exactly until 9:45 tonight. Then she’ll be fifty. Right now, […]

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What It (Really) Means To Be A Family
On June 17, 2008 | 0 Comments

“Fool! Don’t you see now that I could have poisoned you a hundred times had I been able to live without you?” -found on a greeting card; attributed to Cleopatra VII

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Ocean
On June 11, 2008 | 0 Comments

The thing about the ocean, maybe, is its limitlessness. At the water’s edge it extends away from us on three sides, uninterrupted by landmark or construction. Well, maybe a fishing trawler sits for awhile in the blue or, if we’re lucky, a sailboat picks its white way across the horizon. But these are both notable […]

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On Intimacy
On May 23, 2008 | 2 Comments

Mending Wall Something there is that doesn’t love a wall,That sends the frozen-ground-swell under it,And spills the upper boulders in the sun;And makes gaps even two can pass abreast.The work of hunters is another thing:I have come after them and made repairWhere they have not left one stone on a stone,But they would have the […]

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No Thing
On May 20, 2008 | 1 Comments

Can you believe it? I haven’t even been to this site in weeks, let alone thought about a post (well, that’s not entirely true, but Almost) in a month. But now, O Reader, we have only (not including today, as the hardest part is already over, the part when I haul my eyelids open and […]

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Perfect
On April 30, 2008 | 4 Comments

So we’re watching the Pens game tonight. The Pittsburgh Penguins that is. And Bill is watching the game. Not me. Not so much. They’re in the playoffs, and they’re playing the New York Rangers, so we’re hearing a familiar name drift in and out of the play-by-play. A name that used to be a Pittsburgh […]

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Rain
On April 29, 2008 | 1 Comments

Today we had rain. I bought umbrellas for Bill and me way back in January, when the drought we had been suffering all fall and winter appeared to be abating. It had been so long since we’d needed an umbrella, I didn’t remember ever seeing one in house or car, and when the January display […]

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Make Lemonade
On April 10, 2008 | 4 Comments

My children had a half-day of school today. I did not, which was fine, and important, and good. But it occurred to me more than once– I will admit it here– that I would have liked to be a “normal mother” today: to drive over to the school after their half-day and pick them up […]

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