O Holy Night

I introduced my parents to this little ditty last year. We watched it at least a dozen times. Laughed hilariously. Imitated. Parroted and charaded as this singer. Everything was fine until our church sang O Holy Night last Christmas eve. We dissolved in a puddle of hysterics and shaking and were absolutely rendered useless singers.…

Preposterious

Preposterous + Mysterious = Preposterious. I’ve coined a new word to describe my day. Even though it’s a Saturday, I had to work. Welcome to my world. I work EVERY Saturday. I’m an Occupational Therapist and I’ve learned that strokes just don’t seem to wait just because it is the weekend. So I worked. I…

Book Review — Still: Thoughts on a Mid-Faith Crisis by Lauren F. Winner

Middle-age. Middle management. Mid-life crisis. Middle child. Middle school. Middle doesn’t have that good a reputation. Beginnings and endings get all the glory, excitement and recognition. But the middle is often overlooked. Which is disheartening because it is where most of the work is done. Middle is about perseverance. About fortitude. About forging steadily onward…

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