Grace Upon Grace

We were sitting at the table eating the dinner my sweetie had put together when a tidal wave of emotion came over me.  I had to put my head down to steady myself.  I suddenly felt completely defeated.  The author Bruce Cameron said, “When you adopt a dog, you have a lot of very good days and one very bad day.”  This was that day for our family.  A few hours earlier I’d had to take our beloved Buddy to be euthanized.  Desperate to do something, other than cry, I

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Not Today

Watering the birds is the most spiritual thing I do in a day.  More than reading my Bible, prayer, or even going to church—it’s the birds.  Let me explain. It started eleven years ago when I put a feeder up.  I’ve always loved watching birds come and go in my yard and I thought it would be fun to attract more.  Before I knew it, I had a punch card at the feed store. For about five years I did this until the small birds at my feeder started getting

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It Doesn’t Matter

When I went to put my pajamas on my last thought of the day was oh my gosh Karen get yourself some new PJ’s.  You have a closet full of shoes, some you never wear, but threadbare jams.  It’s ridiculous.  Ending your day with such negative self-talk is not a good sign and, in this case, things went even further downhill.  Before I’d even made it into bed I was thinking about my mother’s sweatshirt.  This sweatshirt makes my pajama bottoms look new.  Worse than the shirt is what it

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Remembering to Forget

Countless times I’ve told friends my sweetie loves the dog more than me.  I don’t actually believe this I just say it to describe the depth of his affection.  Also, to sound like I’m less attached to the dog than he is.  However, the truth is Buddy and I are knit together like a sweater. When I’m home he never leaves my side and when I return, he lets me know he felt unraveled.  This has made the last couple months especially hard.  Something, our vet can’t figure out, is

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Present

With every exhale I can hear the rattle in his chest.  It sounds like oatmeal bubbling on the stove.  Thick and gloppy is how I picture it.  My poor little Buddy has been sick for over a month.  Feverish, chilled, and in pain my snuggle buddy has grown downright clingy.  He wants to be sat with, held, and bundled up at all times.  Beyond keeping him somewhat comfortable the challenge is not freaking out.  When the vet mentioned the underlying cause might be a tumor I went from optimistic to

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Fight for Your Right

Back in March when it started to look like there might be a shortage of the medication I take for my lupus my doctor wrote me a 90-day scrip.  Typically, he just fills for 30 days because this isn’t a harmless medicine.  Taking it requires lots of monitoring.  This is why two months later I was surprised when I got a text message from the pharmacy saying my refill was ready.  I didn’t need more but by this time there was a shortage so I went to pick it up. 

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