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Lessons from the Fall

By Linda Hoffman Kimball

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It’s been 4 weeks since I fell off an e-bike and broke my wrist. I believe the ER doctor, looking at the x-ray, used the words “crumbled parts”. He gave me some kind of nerve block, waited for it to take effect, then hoisted my right forearm arm, and squished it like playdough to manipulate the parts back (more or less) to their intended places.

With a prescription for serious pain meds, a splint, a sling, and a yellow foam contraption to protect my arm, my chauffeur/husband drove us back home.

Yes, this is my right wrist attached (less reliably right now) to my right (dominant) hand. As a writer, visual artist, and quilter, I have found putting those delights away for a season very challenging.

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Doorway Into Thanks

By Catherine Arveseth

It’s Thanksgiving morning and I woke to an unexpected skiff of snow across our backyard. I opened the front door and could hear an audible sparkling in the air, a soft pattering noise, as tiny tufts of white dropped listlessly to the ground from nearby pines. It is a beautiful thing to examine the natural …

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Gracious

By Michelle Lehnardt

We arrived at exactly the wrong time. Dressed in t-shirts and sweats, my husband carried the faded grocery store flowers. I clutched a card and rang my friend Angela’s doorbell to offer condolences on the death of her mother. I anticipated a quick hand-off, a few words of sympathy on the doorstep and a promise …

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Accepting the Prophet’s Invitation to Give Thanks

By Karen Austin

As the pandemic wears on, everyone I know is talking about how they are responding to the challenges before them. Each of us have distinct roles and responsibilities, so our situations are not identical. Young women struggle to establish themselves. Young mothers are more isolated than usual. Women are overwhelmed with helping children with online …

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End at Start, Light with Dark, Holiday or Ho Hum, Go and Come

By Teresa Bruce

The holiday season can be joyous, but it can also be jarring. Voices raise in harmonic “alleluias” or in discordant disagreements. Thoughtful, generous giving can elevate giver and receiver, but keeping-up with others’ expectations can break or badly bruise budgets. Family gatherings draw loved ones closer into togetherness … or conflict. Loneliness lengthens into life-altering …

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Women Are Infinitely Powerful

By Megan Wilcox Goates

I’d like to talk about what it means to be a woman. But first, let me tell you about a recent day when autism reared its feral head and flashed its jagged teeth at me, from two different children. In the morning, Youngest Boy didn’t want to comb his hair or pick up his dirty …

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Leaves of Gratitude in Teenage Land

By Terresa Wellborn

For years we lived encircled by palm trees. We owned one rake, seldom used. Fast forward to life in a four-season state. Maple, Oak, and Chinese Elms engulf us. In summer we adore their shade, in fall we endure their leaves, in winter they’re forgotten beneath the snow’s glory. This fall the leaves drop again, …

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Easter Admission: Gratitude, Grief, and Ambivalence

By Teresa Bruce

Easter. The word tugs images and emotions from every layer of my memories. I encounter some stitched into the outer surfaces and unfold them with ease. Others, almost forgotten, require more effort to unravel; I’ve wrapped them up like heirlooms and tucked them away for safekeeping. An elusive few hide far behind their fellows, frayed …

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Kicking this year in the teeth, one gratitude at a time

By Terresa Wellborn

Raise your hand if you’d like to kick this past year in the teeth. Sure, I’d like to know what Trump eats for breakfast, motives for the Las Vegas mass shooter, why so-and-so is getting a divorce, and other ugly truths hidden under digital sofa cushions online, but the more I step away, the more …

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Family à la Mode

By Linda Hoffman Kimball

A year or so ago I sent a vial of my saliva off to Ancestry DNA. The results were not  surprising since I’ve been tracking my genealogy for decades now. I’m Scandinavian (most specifically southeastern Sweden) where my mother’s parents came from in the late 1800’s. I’m also German/European where my father’s progenitors came from in the mid-1800s. There are a few other odd bits in there, presumably just to keep me engaged in family history research.

Besides my pie-chart, Ancestry DNA also lists other spit contributors who share some of my DNA.

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