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PSA: So you noticed I’m disabled…
… and I am. Now get over it. It’s summer, and the more I go out, the more I run into people who get spontaneous, explosive, diarrhea of the mouth because of…
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Throwback Thursday: Zoe 101: Lessons From My Daughter
Note from Li: This post was first published on my old blog, Far Above Rubies, on March 6, 2012. I’m republishing it today, with an update: Matt is now an awesome dad…
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Lent- Day 35: The Last Temptation of Alisha.
Beloved, my husband brought home the cake pictured above. Along with a large tray of brownies. There was a bakesale at his job, he said, and well, he brought me… a…
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Lent- Day 34: Why blog?
(Image: John P. Weiss) Yesterday’s post, complete with cutie-pie pic of Z, got over 70 hits. Thursday’s barely hit 20. My most popular post in this Lenten series got something like…
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Lent- Day 26: Congratulations.
In Thomas Edison’s workshop. (Picture, my own.) Today, I took Zoe to the Thomas Edison National Historical Park in West Orange (N.J.- um, if you aren’t aware by now, I live…
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Lent- Second Sunday: Blessings.
(Image Source: Genius) “If I ever took a loss, I learned a lesson”“Blessings”, Lecrae I lost three followers from this blog’s Facebook page over the past week and a half-…
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Until you return to the ground.
By the sweat of your brow you will eat your fooduntil you return to the ground, since from it you were taken;for dust you are and to dust you will return.” -Genesis 3:19 Ash…
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Baby, I’m just soggy from the chemo.
On the April 12th, I underwent the first round of chemotherapy for the stem cell transplant at Northwestern. I was given a rather large, private room, complete with a spectacular…
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I am not my hair.
“Breast cancer and chemotherapy Took away her crownin’ glory She promised God if she was to survive She would enjoy every day of her life, oh On national television Her…
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Forever 28. Three years old.
Friday marked the third anniversary of my sister Joscelyne’s death. Around 8AM, I pulled the black and white photo of her, ensconced in a shiny, mirrored frame, off the…
