Saturday, July 25, 2015
Wednesday, November 12, 2014
Friday, November 7, 2014
Nothing to Lose
Her conversation with
the counselor was brief. She didn’t
realize how badly she wanted to keep her child until after the words had flown
out of her mouth. Before Nancy began asking
Eve any questions, she gently assured her that she didn’t have to divulge any
information she didn’t feel comfortable sharing. Nancy began by asking Eve some general
questions like the first day of her last period, pregnancy symptoms and
history, and if she was insured. The
Caris Group counselor asked questions in a gentle way that allowed Eve to say
aloud the pros and cons she’d felt about each of her options and had kept
bottled up. Nancy followed Eve’s lead in
whatever she wanted to share. When the
topic ventured to whether or not Eve had any family or friends’ support, Eve
sadly admitted that she didn’t.
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
Sweetest Taboo
Olivia could hear the thunder begin to rumble. Yes!
She thought to herself. She stood still in the middle of the grass with
her arms opened wide as though she were about to accept the biggest hug.
She lifted her head high with both eyes closed. As the summer
evening’s light breeze swayed past, she caught a whiff
of the rain’s fresh fragrance. She inhaled
deeply. Olivia could feel tiny droplets of cool water began to hit
her face.
Sunday, April 13, 2014
What Happens at Home Stays at Home
“Sunny day sweeping the
clouds away, on my way to where the air is sweet, can you tell me how to get,
how to get to Sesame Street?” The
television in Ameea’s room came on with a blast. Eyes still closed, Kenya felt
around the bed for the remote but had no luck. She completely forgot about the
timer set to help wake Ameea in the mornings. Still searching for the remote to
lower the volume, Kenya rolled over to the left and went crashing to the floor
with a loud thud. Flat on her back, she was instantly reminded that the twin-size
bed in Ameea’s room was much smaller than the king size bed in hers. Kenya
freed herself from the Elmo covers twisted around her legs and got up from the
floor. Rubbing her now throbbing hip, she brushed her teeth, washed her face,
and headed to the kitchen to make Saturday morning breakfast. It had been a
long week and Kenya was looking forward to the day she had planned of much
needed girl time with her BFF, Nikki. The smell of maple bacon, eggs, and
pancakes brought Ameea to the kitchen.
Friday, February 14, 2014
Acceptable Sacrifice
I
had inclined to be contemptuous of my father for the conditions of his life,
for the conditions of our lives. When
his life had ended I began to wonder about that life and also, in a new way, to
be apprehensive about my own.
Notes of a Native Son by James Baldwin
Martin tried to slow
his breathing, “Steady now, Martin, you’re going to pass out if you don’t calm
down, calm down for your mother,” he mused to himself. He struggled to hold it together. He wanted to convince himself that it wasn’t
true – it just couldn’t be so. He
thought that if he could convince himself that his mother wasn’t going to die,
then he could convince her that it couldn’t be true, that the Jesus she loved
wouldn’t send this whirlwind into their lives.
Saturday, January 4, 2014
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Eve's Time: Standing in the Rubble
“Hello, thank you for calling
Planned Parenthood. How may I help you?” Eve hung up the phone
again. She put her cell phone in her purse and stared at herself in the
rearview mirror. She didn’t recognize the person who was looking back at
her. She felt nauseous. She wasn’t sure if it was the pregnancy or
the guilt. She felt ashamed for calling Planned Parenthood to schedule a
third abortion. She felt even more ashamed that she already had the phone
number for Planned Parenthood saved in her cell phone’s contacts right after
Paulie’s Pizza.
Tuesday, October 8, 2013
Eve's Time: Earth Bound
Stars are seen falling from the sky, bright streaks, burning through the atmosphere – now you see‘em, now you don’t. But upon close examination, the streaks across the night sky are not stars at all. They’re bits of space dust and rocks called meteoroids, ignited by friction either burning up in the sky or crashing to the ground as meteorites.
Martin, though demanding attention during his meteoricbackward fall off the organ bench, didn’t light up the sky norburn up before crashing to the ground. And upon close examination, he didn’t feel the back of his head meet ceramic with a sickening thud. Martin lost consciousness on the way to earth – victimized by lack of sleep, lack of nourishment, and no lack of guilt. His father always warned him about ministering to the people of God absent proper atonement. Although the actual time from his loss of consciousness to hitting the floor was only seconds,
Extra! Extra! October Awareness!
OCTOBER 2013
Lung health isn’t just about not smoking.
Learn more about the occupational and
environemenal factors tied to lung disease.
Alzheimer’s Association Memory Walk (Fall Weekend) Dates vary depending location. Contact your local Alzheimer’s Association or visit
www.alz.org
American Heart Walk
Dates vary depending on your location. American Heart Association www.heartwalk.org
Auto Battery Safety Month
Prevent Blindness America www.preventblindness.org
Eat Better, Eat Together Month
Washington State University nutrition.wsu.edu/ebet/
American Liver Foundation
www.liverfoundation.org
National Physical Therapy Month
American Physical Therapy Association www.apta.org
National Spina Bifida Month
Spina Bifida Association of America www.sbaa.org
National Sudden Infant Death Syndrome (SIDS) Awareness Month
SIDS Alliance
www.sidsalliance.org
National UNICEF Month: Trick–or–Treat for UNICEF.
National Office of the US Fund for UNICEF www.unicefusa.org
National Work and Family Month
Alliance for Work–Life Progress www.awlp.org
Talk About Prescriptions Month
National Council on Patient Information and Education www.talkaboutrx.org
Vegetarian Awareness Month
North American Vegetarian Society www.worldvegetarianday.org
National Physical Therapy Month
American Physical Therapy Association www.apta.org
National Spina Bifida Month
Spina Bifida Association of America www.sbaa.org
National Sudden Infant Death Syndrome (SIDS) Awareness Month
SIDS Alliance
www.sidsalliance.org
National UNICEF Month: Trick–or–Treat for UNICEF.
National Office of the US Fund for UNICEF www.unicefusa.org
National Work and Family Month
Alliance for Work–Life Progress www.awlp.org
Talk About Prescriptions Month
National Council on Patient Information and Education www.talkaboutrx.org
Vegetarian Awareness Month
North American Vegetarian Society www.worldvegetarianday.org
Friday, September 6, 2013
Eve's Time : You Made a Fool of Me
Clouds of steam filled the bathroom as Kenya finished her morning shower. Turning off the water, she stepped out onto the rug and wrapped herself in a bath towel. While brushing her teeth at the sink, Kenya wiped the mirror with her hand just enough to get a glimpse of her face. She was unacquainted with the set of eyes looking back at her. Hers were a beautiful shade of brown, usually bright and cheery. The ones staring her down in the mirror were empty and baggy from more than their fair share of sleepless nights. Nights she’d spent staring at the ceiling, allowing her imagination to conjure up ideas of why the other side of the bed seemed to be empty lately. “Stop it Ken, we’re not doing that today.” Kenya cleaned her face of the tears that started to drip down her cheeks and onto her chest. The thoughts she’d tried to wash away in the shower left a residue she couldn’t get rid of. Returning her gaze to the mirror, a smirk started to replace her frown. “Well, whatever it is, it ain’t enough to take him from me!” she told her reflection, ready to high five the mirror. Kenya swung the bathroom door open and headed for the bedroom remembering her morning surprise.
Who Is Sister Girl?
Who is Sister Girl? Sister Girl is the Rebellious Child all-grown-up. The lies, hurt, rejection, abandonment, abuse she received as a child is still with her, except now it’s been multiplied by the number of years she’s been on her own. The stereotypical Sister Girl is often seen as being the combative, confrontational, around-the-way girl. This is the furthest from the truth. Sister Girl can range from being the ‘passive doormat’ to the aggressive woman who has walked away from what’s natural to the alternative way of living…homosexuality. The one thing ALL Sister Girls have in common is a VERY STRONG NEED TO BE LOVED, despite the fact that she’s difficult to love. She doesn’t know what love looks like, so what she chases adds to her brokenness. It’s when she comes to the end of herself and begins to trust someone outside of herself will she find love within herself.
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