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Showing posts with label talking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label talking. Show all posts
Sunday, June 9, 2013

I Think The Myth Is A Myth

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I spent a lot of time on the road during the ten weeks that my dad was sick, driving between my house and my parents' house and between ...
Wednesday, May 22, 2013

The Summer of the Exchange Student

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Here's something that most people I know don't know about me or my family ... During the summer of 1984, in between my freshman an...
Monday, April 29, 2013

The Hitchhiker, Part 1: The Gift of the Story

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As I have learned since my dad went on ahead, one of the greatest gifts that can be given to someone in grief is talking to him or...
Tuesday, April 16, 2013

Thoughts on The Boston Marathon

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I grew up watching, reading, and listening to news about the Boston Marathon; as a runner and a fan of the competitive part of the sport f...
Saturday, November 19, 2011

Part 18 – The Long And Winding Road

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Continued from Part 17 Part One of Our Trip to Duke/Our Journey Of Hope As was the pattern, sleep did not come easy for Dad the night b...
Thursday, September 22, 2011

I Try

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Dad, on Lookout Mountain When I read the reports and heard the talk, The prognosis and the circumstances gray, An exception, a...
Monday, August 22, 2011

One Telephone Pole At A Time

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The year I turned 35, I decided to run my first marathon.   Dad thought it was a lofty goal for me to set for myself because he knew I didn’...
Monday, August 8, 2011

The Fight Against Cancer

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When I was in college, my grandmother (my mother’s mother) was diagnosed with breast cancer.  She had surgery, went through chemo, and made ...