Month: November 2014


When Thanksgiving Doesn’t Come

Thanksgiving tangled with unanswered prayers. I slumped against the antiseptic tiled hallway. My stalwart, “Hang on and hold it in,” gave way to unrestrained tears like prisoners let free. Crystal rivulets dropped to the floor at my feet. Each time I exited my daughter’s hospital room at Mayo clinic my stiff control burst like a […]

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Root canal

It is root canal morning. I hate root canals. I’ve got teeth that crumble like coffee cake. I climb into the dental chair and the hygienist reclines it. I try to relax, and I rate. I do this a lot in my mind. I’m pretty sure it isn’t normal. Would I rather be a teacher […]

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