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I have never been so busy or tired and I may never write again. And yet…
A reminder I made to hang on my writing desk after I finished the post I published yesterday
Motherhood is hard. Sometimes excruciatingly so. But that’s not a bad thing.
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As I am praying about displaying The Project. A parish out in Grand Blanc, MI, keeps coming up in my prayer time. It is a place I would love to visit. However, the odds are not in my favor. Praying for wisdom that something develops or that I can finally let this go.-
Precisely what I have always thought. I was a high school sophomore, just getting out of school on that Friday (November 22, 1963), and I was exhilarated to have nailed a perfect score on an Algebra 2 exam. My emotional high ended abruptly when a classmate's mom, driving by to pick up her son, told us the President had been killed by assassination. The ensuing days saw our adolescent political awareness dial up from 0 to hyperacute, as we watched mourning ceremonies and a funeral procession on …
LBJ died 4 years later out of office. Stark raving mad. Was it natural or enhanced? Scotch that he loved poisoned? Hand of Dulles? Need to change Dulles airport name to Trump.