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23 January 2017

22/365

The wind blew gustily on the afternoon walk through the 'hood. Hair in our faces, we leaned into the rush. Today we passed the shadows of dogs jumping behind fences and cats arched on the front walk, hair standing up straight. Football fans gathered around big screens in open garage dens. Children passed by on bikes and ran through the front yard with Captain America shields. I could smell Fabuloso and fresh-cut grass and meat on the grill. And still, the sound of the howl of the wind was all that I could hear.

22 January 2017

21/365

Today I am grateful to remember
sun on my skin, breeze at my face,
even slow shuffle steps, back out on the pavement,
the earthy smell of raking leaves and pulling weeds,
cut grass,
lunch with my guy,
a nap,
my helpers with the groceries,
finally dinner around the table again,
and how good it is to rejoice with those who are rejoicing.

21 January 2017

20/365

... you have to cherish the world at the same time that you struggle to endure it.
- Flannery O'Connor, The Habit of Being


20 January 2017

19/365

Two eggs over easy, yellow peeking through.
Two pieces of bacon, not too crisp.
Two multi-grain pancakes, soaking up syrup as a breakfast sponge.
Heavy ceramic mugs of coffee, steam rising up, refilled over and again, lightened by little pots of white.
Story after story, tale after tale, of years gone by, of escapades and incidents, of tenderness and regret.
Could it be that one of our greatest fears is that our remembrances will cease to be heard?

19 January 2017

18/365

Alice: I simply must get through!
Doorknob: Sorry, you're much too big. Simply impassible.
Alice: You mean impossible?
Doorknob: No, impassible. Nothing's impossible.

- Lewis Carroll

Certainly as old as the home itself, the doorknob certainly looked worse for the wear, its front cover missing, exposing the inner workings of the hardware. A simple fix, we thought. But in fifty some years, apparently doorknobs have changed, and the difference from 1 7/8 inches to 2 1/8 inches is mighty when you don't have the right tools. With little thought and consultation, the solution came clear- and after an exchange for another model, a bit of chiseling and a wiggle here and there, the new knob slid in the splintery hole, shiny new and ready for service.

After the last weeks of seemingly impossibles, it was good to be able to fix something.

18 January 2017

17/365

I grew up in the southwest sun, in the Land of Enchantment, where you are surprised if you wake up and the sun is not shining. I live in a place where two-thirds of the year dawns very bright. We had forgotten, perhaps, how yet another cold, grey, wet Midwest day can dig deep into your soul and cause you to question if the sun will indeed come out tomorrow. And then, putting away Christmas- table upon table filled with smiling Santas and plump snowmen and the reds and greens of the season, when none of us were really feeling that false commercial cheer, not much at all. But a really good cherry fritter and a cup of hot coffee at the neighborhood donut shop? That sure can't hurt when trying to sweeten even the most gloomy of mornings.

16 January 2017

16/365

We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.
- Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.

Not only that, but we rejoice in our sufferings, knowing that suffering produces endurance, and endurance produces character, and character produces hope, and hope does not put us to shame, because God's love has been poured into our hearts through the Holy Spirit who has been given to us.
- Romans 5:3-5

15/365

The old downtown brick building had been repurposed into a church, and we found shelter this morning. The Comforter met us there, and again we remembered that much needed truth, "Take heart, I have overcome the world."

Today I want to remember,
your grace abounds in deepest waters,
breathe prayer,
our family together,
onion roll-up production (oh, I know all you Holliday kids smile!),
four boards full of the memories of life,
the hugs,
mourning with those who mourn,
phone calls and
my family at home cared for well.