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Essay. My Life in Pets VI. Lily and Dying.
I wrote about Lily’s vibrancy in my last post, and she was vibrant up to the moment she died. I know because I spent that long day with her, including that final moment. How do I describe what cannot be … Continue reading →
Essay. My Life in Pets V. Lily and Motherhood.
I got Teddy to make my husband happy. Lily came when Teddy got lupus and I panicked at a possible dogless life. Lily lived with the fear there was a party somewhere she was missing. She never missed one. Lily … Continue reading →
Essay. Pets of My Life II. Teddy, Life and Death.
In an impossibly small span of years, Teddy was my first puppy, my first hiking companion, and my first terribly ill pet, with lupus that ravaged his body from the age of 2 onward. At age 7, Teddy was terminally … Continue reading →
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Tagged chronic illness, death, dogs, dying, family, life, Train
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Essay. It Will be OK.
In one night my son was born, my husband believed I was going to die, and God brought me peace. Late one night, I was bleeding on an operating room table after an emergency delivery. The obstetrician said we were … Continue reading →
Essay. Lessons from Doomsday.
It is said the more things change, the more they remain the same. I remember September 11, 2001. Fourteen years have passed, but too little has changed, at least for the better. So, I offer up “Lessons from Doomsday.” Sometimes … Continue reading →
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Tagged dying, faith, love, reflection, September 11 thoughts, violence
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Essay. Bearably unbearable. A Day with Lily.
On Star Trek, a blind woman represented an alien ambassador who traveled in a box because humans who saw him went insane. When pushed about such a companion, she asked, Is it because he is too ugly? Or too beautiful? … Continue reading →
Essay. Lily in December.
Six years ago the Earth paused for a fraction of a second before picking up its rotation: my dog Lily died. That morning, I woke to blood around the bedroom, some of it so abundant it had mounded on the … Continue reading →
Essay. The Words that Echo.
Sometime around 11 pm March 18, 1995, I was bleeding out on the OR table after an emergency delivery of Joseph and was less than a minute away from the obstetrician removing my uterus in a last attempt to clamp … Continue reading →
Essay. The train to Baltimore.
I know babies were born today, couples married. I personally know of two people who died, one after a long fight with cancer and another in a road accident. In the way we interlace the fingers of two hands, we … Continue reading →
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Tagged chronic illness, death, dogs, dying, essay, faith, family, life, love, reflection
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Essay. Gentle knights, gentle night.
In honor of two men who helped me find and keep the best parts of myself. My gentle knights. I have a photo of an older man sitting on a couch with legs outstretched on a hassock, lost in a … Continue reading →
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Tagged death, dogs, dying, essay, faith, family, life, love, managing stressful times, parenting, reflection
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