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Stacey Robinson
Blogger - March 3, 2016 in Bloggers
My Brother — a death in three parts
Part I 06 September 2010 My brother is dying. As I write this, he is laying quietly, oxygen mask covering most of his face, sedated beyond recognition. He’s been like this for days. Every so often, his breathing becomes labored and he becomes agitated. Great...
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Theresa Reichman
Columnist - February 25, 2016 in Bloggers, Columnists
Trusting the Devil
It’s a pretty typical night in my home. My kids are having a play date with a couple of their friends. Happy shrieks are erupting from their room. Their dad is perched on a bar stool at the kitchen counter, chatting with my husband and...
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Marie Forster
- January 14, 2016 in Bloggers
See you in 183 days
For the past two weeks, I haven’t had to fight with the fitted sheet on my mattress. Specifically, the upper left corner. I simply pull the covers down and get into bed. No more tugging, pulling, inadvertently bending a nail back as I plead with the elastic to...
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A note about concert etiquette: Stop asking what time we go on!
We get it: you want to support your friend. Your friend is a demigod performer, who graciously permitted whatever divey stage to host their presence — and, perhaps even more importantly, your presence. You’re taking time out of your schedule to go support your friend/niece/second...
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Stacey Robinson
Blogger - January 2, 2016 in Bloggers
What grace looks like — a happy new year tale
I could hear the quiet hum of the furnace. It’s easy, at 3:00 in the morning, when the house is quiet, and the world seems to sleep. I could hear the buzz of the highway, that unfolds in its great concrete planes and curves, not...
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Stacey Robinson
Blogger - December 22, 2015 in Bloggers
Mourner’s Prayer
Today surprised me– the sun and skies of blue shading almost translucent, almost too bright, studded with clouds that wandered in stately lines invisible to the naked eye and the grieving heart. It beckoned, this day of surprises and shaded blueness. I thought it would...
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Amy Ferris
Blogger - December 12, 2015 in Bloggers
The brooch she never wore
it had been imbedded in the palm of his hand. they had to pry his hand open, and remove it. it was their 20th anniversary, and life had not been overly kind to my mom and dad. a set of circumstances spiraled and set them...
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Stacey Robinson
Blogger - December 3, 2015 in Bloggers
Havdallah with a Gun
There is a ritual in the Jewish tradition, performed in the very narrow space that separates the holiness of Shabbat from the ordinariness of the rest of the week. The short service recognizes this sacred distinction through blessings over wine and spice and the flame...
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Stacey Robinson
Blogger - December 3, 2015 in Bloggers
Mourner’s Prayer
Today surprised me — the sun and skies of blue shading almost translucent, almost too bright, studded with clouds that wandered in stately lines invisible to the naked eye and the grieving heart. It beckoned, this day of surprises and shaded blueness. I thought it...
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