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Deep thoughts :) by MARY MAHAN DEATHERAGE
Since the conclusion of the 2024 Summer Olympic Games, I have envied the mind-blowing ability of everyone who participated. I especially admire those in the artistic dance (water) category. Although there wasn’t an event titled Dog Paddle to the Deep End, my signature moves in the water, I coveted the sleek muscles and the swimmers’... Continue Reading →
Age is relative don’t you think? Am I saying that because I’m older? I’m sure I never uttered that phrase when I was 23, 37, and definitely not 16. Presently my chronological age feels nothing like my mental age. I guess that could be alarming enough for my children to put me in a nursing... Continue Reading →
All the things that are STILL ...
I'm continuing with the Seven Deadly Sins series. This is Sin #3 - Lust. If you haven't seen the two previous blogs you can click here and here. Let’s get this one over with so we can move on from a red face and averted eyes. It’s embarrassing, disturbing, but oh so common. Let’s call... Continue Reading →
But this Spring, there’s a different visitor. Well … not different in that I have an exotic bird day-tripping at my bird pool. She’s just an ordinary Robin.
Yom Yahveh. I learned this Jewish phrase has two meanings: Day of the Lord or Day of Perfect Being. In our modern world, most of us understand Sunday as the Lord’s Day. But I became intrigued by the second meaning Day of Perfect Being.
I'm a scheduled procrastinator.I'm a champion of strategic procrastination.
Five men engaging in pleasant conversation seated around a large mahogany dining table. Lighting is dimmed. Background piano music plays quietly on Alexa. Mary delivers a slice of luscious blueberry pie to each guest, then takes a seat at the head of the table.
A childhood memory of my family gathered reciting nightly prayers emerges as I lock my car and hurry along the brightly lit walkway. I bend to enter the secret code into the keypad unlocking the door to the church. The Adoration Chapel is … cozy. I don’t feel the warmth of the room as much... Continue Reading →
I toss the blanket aside heading to my bedroom to dress. “Can I wear pajama pants?” I ask Stella. ‘Seems very disrespectful’ she indicates with a wide yawn.
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