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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 →
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.
I told him that if he calms down, I would give him a pen and paper so he could ask me anything ... “The first thing he wrote is… ‘Where the f**k am I?’” We collectively pause and exhale a burst of laughter.
Oh yeah, I remember – Greg died yesterday … twice … I’m awake now. Zombie-like I stand, managing to step over Travis who’s dozing on the floor. Kimberly sees I’m conscious and quips, “How do you sleep without moving at all? You haven’t so much as flinched since you laid down.” I shrug, continuing... Continue Reading →
I’m standing in the sunbeam path trembling as I watch it settle just above the heads of four paramedics kneeling over Greg, my husband.
Our eyes meet as the paramedics jog the gurney away from me down the dreadfully long hall hurrying toward the waiting ambulance. I attempt a reassuring aspect but fail miserably. His color changes from pasty white to gray in an instant. He struggles to breathe. I hold my breath. I swallow a sob as I... Continue Reading →
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