Tag: human need and heartache
member name: Christin Lore Weber
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November 28, 2005 11:35 PM EST --
James figured the wife would be back by sundown. That day she left with the girl, he figured she had to get it out of her system, . . .
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July 07, 2008 04:36 PM EDT --
Because of the late rains, the oak leaves still shine and look new as they did in May. The grasses have not survived the several weeks of sunshine so well, though, and bend in burnt gold around the dusty . . .
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October 18, 2008 11:33 AM EDT --
It's hunting season here where wildlife still is taken for food. The young men who painted my house want to use my property to access the wild lands in the mountains above me. It's the . . .
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June 02, 2007 02:22 PM EDT --
Last night, June 1. I was supposed to be in Minnesotagiving a talk and introducing my new book, CIRCLE OF MYSTERIES. But my husband’s health emergency kept me home. Dear friends from Minneapolis, . . .
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September 14, 2007 12:06 PM EDT --
John, who is essentially a Minnesota boy though he lived all those years in California, has caught the winterizing bug. Batten down the hatches! Yesterday morning he drove the Mule down the hill to the . . .
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October 14, 2006 01:46 PM EDT --
Resistance is a habit of fear. I have ways of resisting Light that are so subtle, I swear I have not caused my own blindness. "I can't" . . .
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June 12, 2007 02:12 PM EDT --
(My husband's Central Nervous System Lymphoma returned after two and a half years in remission. The following is reprinted from my online journal of heallng at http://www.caringbridge.org/visit/johnandchristinweber --we . . .
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August 14, 2007 01:59 PM EDT --
TANNER’S STONES
Outside the open door to our balcony overlooking the Pacific the sky is just turning a soft coral. A fishing boat makes its way out through the channel to the ocean, and over it . . .
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September 28, 2008 03:10 PM EDT --
I just came inside from a few minutes on the hammock. My new Chi-Po, Little Mo, and I had just made our migration around the yard, and I'd hooked his leash onto the hammock chain, realizing that I'd . . .
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July 27, 2007 01:07 PM EDT --
9:21 AM
John just gave me a kiss, said “see you in an hour,” and the anesthesiologist wheeled him into the angio-room for his blood brain barrier disruption and chemotherapy. I no . . .
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November 19, 2008 11:36 AM EST --
Seven months have passed and John's still gone. This morning the half moon gleamed overhead and in the east a fiery dawn lit the clouds behind the mountains. I reflect now on how accurately Joan Didion . . .
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May 31, 2007 12:13 PM EDT --
We’d come to the evening of a warm, warm day. When the outside air cooled more than the inside air, John and I went out to take a stroll around our yard. Seems it was a big deal, because Rita . . .
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