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from vanbytheriver

vanbytheriver

Scene: Thanksgiving Day. T minus 30 minutes.

The bronzed bird is resting on the counter, but you need the drippings to make the gravy.

The potatoes are boiling furiously, and you are waiting to drain some of that starchy cooking water into the pot for the gravy. (A tip you found long ago). The mashing tools are ready and waiting.

You have just rolled out the crescent rolls, which need a short time and little oven space. Good thing those candied sweet potatoes and extra casserole of stuffing are about finished.

The fresh cut green beans have been steamed, and are now in a skillet with butter and sliced almonds on the back burner.

You found out how delicious those fresh cranberries can be, and you made them the night before, while the second batch of pumpkin pies was baking. The first batch was set aside, since you forgot to…

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Faraway. Yet So Near. Yet So Far.

Happy Birthday Daddy 1940-1992

from the Looking for the Light Blog

Looking For The Light Blog

The morning after you killed yourself we went to secure the house. I knew immediately you suffered slowly. Among the papers, trash and clothes I found your lock box. The divorce paperwork to my mother, every card I gave you as a child. I found the pad you were writing on. Your Bible on coffee table, dried tears as you read Job.

The note had 11:30 a.m. written in corner. I could see you called your best friend and the phone number to a suicide line. There were words and a drawing that made no sense. Granny paralyzed, crying, asking why. The house ransacked, not sure anything made sense to her.

Dirty dishes piled high, nothing in refrigerator, how did you live like this, how long? You phoned me several times in the months before your death. Delusional and highly paranoid each time. Someone was tapping your phone, they were trying…

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Community Is Vital for Creative Families (Guest Post)

from When Women Inspire

When Women Inspire

Today I’m welcoming G.B. Sholander to the blog! I met her many years ago in the writing world and her family is full of creatives so I encouraged her to tell me more about them. The result is this wonderful guest post. Let’s give her the floor!

Creativity runs in the family Meet the Sholander family! The writer of this guest post is on the far left. 😉 Photo used with G.B. Sholander’s permission.

In our family, we value creativity highly. Perhaps that’s why we have writers, artists, and computer programmers in our immediate family. To keep moving forward and keep growing in these pursuits, we’ve found that a strong sense of community is vital. Let me explain.

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