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Faith Moving: December 2011
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Friday, December 9, 2011. Is that a stretch mark I see? So I was laying in bed the other day and had an itchy tummy, near my abdomen. So I itched it. Mid itch I remembered.itchy tummy.preggo.DUN DUN DUN! She needs to get over it! I'm over it. As a matter of fact, I was never really.under it? But who am I kidding? When in the last 9 months has my body cared what Sara thought? So here I am, in what I feel (hope) is the final stretch (no pun intended) of the never-ending pregnancy journey. 2a (1) : belief a...
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Faith Moving: April 2012
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Saturday, April 28, 2012. What am I doing here? A stay at home mom. Oh how lovely! Time to cook dinner and get you your bath. Now, sssshhhhhh, Night night, baby! How pretty. How.suburban. How Truman Show-ish. How fake. This doesn't happen, but this is what I thought happened. Or thought should? What am I doing? I love my daughter, she is my heart and soul. But is this what I'm doing now? My husband tells me that I have the most important job in life: to raise our children, when I ask is this all I am?
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Faith Moving: May 2012
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Thursday, May 24, 2012. What I Like About You. I had lunch with an old friend yesterday and it was the first time she had met Mina, and Sara, as a mommy. We spent our time talking about social work, crazy jobs, crazy people, and being mommies. As we were talking about mommy-hood, she asked me what my favorite thing about being a mom was, what I loved the most. A simple question. Or is it? Psshhhh, I dunno? Was my first reaction. Then, "I love everything about it! Most things, I love. Sunday, May 13, 2012.
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Faith Moving: Geez Louise!
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Sunday, March 11, 2012. Hi, my name is Sara. Remember me? Healthy and perfect as can be! However, things are starting to slow down. Miss Mina Louise (now I get your title, Sara) is beginning to settle into somewhat of a sleeping schedule, thank you Jesus, and is usually counting sheep by 8 pm these days. 8 pm? What in God's green Earth shall a new mommy do with 2-3 hours of free time in the evening? The no brainer: Is she breathing? Is she swaddled too tight? Did she get enough to eat today? I've probabl...
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Breaking Up is Hard to Do | A DIFFERENT STORY
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Breaking Up is Hard to Do. It’s not you, it’s me. That’s what I keep telling my blog. I don’t want it to feel bad. But the truth is, we need to break up. It’s time for me to move out. Writing here has felt complicated to me the last couple of years. I don’t have good words to explain that, and maybe you don’t need me to. And so it is my writing here has waned. I’ve taken it off-site. Which has revitalized me in many, many ways, but has made it difficult to come home at night to. Some of you will prefer m...
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Archives | A DIFFERENT STORY
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Breaking Up is Hard to Do. Letters to Me: Book Launch. Music History and an Angry Sonnet. Giving Yourself Away: A Story of Friendship. A Poem from My Dad on the Occasion of Poe’s Death. Literary Tour: At The Mount with Edith Wharton. Why the Chicken Crossed the Road. Not) The Smartest Person in the Room. Book Review: The Novelist. Infographic: Read More Poetry. The End of a Journey. Maybe. The Anthologist: Pluck the Day. The Anthologist: Conversation in a Laundromat. The Artist’s Way: Process. Literary T...
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Making Headroom | A DIFFERENT STORY
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Every Tuesday I trek about 20 miles to the west to a Benedictine monastery in time for day prayers. I go because, set in the quiet of the hills, it’s open, spacious, and still. That’s the way it’s made. My heart yearns for a place that doesn’t drown God out and doesn’t pack him in. The process is a reach for me. I don’t know liturgy from larceny. I bumble through the office. At times, the phrase. Passes through my not-very-spiritual mind. I go as a child. But I go because I’m finding God in this quiet.
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Wide-Open Poetry | A DIFFERENT STORY
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8220;I love your wide-open poetry” is what the great poet Pablo Neruda once told Lawrence Ferlinghetti. Ferlinghetti, who believed Neruda to be speaking of a broader group of poets, those of the Beat Generation, responded with “You opened the door.”. How have the words of another opened the door for you? 8212;——————————————————————–. Follow this link for sweet fun: wordcandy.me. This entry was posted on 2012/11/01 by LW Lindquist. It was filed under Poetry. And was tagged with Poetry. Why the Chicken Cro...
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LW Lindquist | A DIFFERENT STORY
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Breaking Up is Hard to Do. It’s not you, it’s me. That’s what I keep telling my blog. I don’t want it to feel bad. But the truth is, we need to break up. It’s time for me to move out. Writing here has felt complicated to me the last couple of years. I don’t have good words to explain that, and maybe you don’t need me to. And so it is my writing here has waned. I’ve taken it off-site. Which has revitalized me in many, many ways, but has made it difficult to come home at night to. Some of you will prefer m...