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Deep thoughts :) by MARY MAHAN DEATHERAGE
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.
I'm back! I've taken a little over a year off from writing ... well from my blog, anyway. I've been busy with clients which is a blessing, but have put myself on the back burner for too long. So I've purposefully scheduled time each week to get back to my first love, writing! This story has... Continue Reading →
7 Deadly Sins series - #2 I associate Pride with all those ‘other people’ who are openly arrogant, self-indulged, smug. I don’t consider myself akin to those endlessly striving for stardom, recognition, glory. But I now know I’m wrong. We can conveniently see Pride in others but rarely recognize it in ourselves. Of the seven deadly... Continue Reading →
I'm a scheduled procrastinator.I'm a champion of strategic procrastination.
I admit I love my new kitchen. I’ve waited more than 20 years for this overhaul. It’s stylish and beautiful and wonderfully distinctive. I’m all about the custom designed, one-of-a-kind, never repeatable, work of art, mine-all-mine countertops. Those counters perfectly compliment the gorgeous copper sink, Tuscan-style wall and backsplash tile, new window, lighting and my... Continue Reading →
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 have a dream that my [grand] children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin but by the content of their character." Martin Luther King, Jr. "I Have a Dream," Address Delivered at the March on Washington for Jobs and Freedom, 8/28/1963 I... Continue Reading →
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