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love,elizabeth: Comfort

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My letters to you. Saturday, September 1, 2007. God speaks to each of us as he makes us,. Then walks with us silently out of the night. These are the words we dimly hear:. You, sent out beyond your recall,. Go to the limits of your longing. Flare up like flame. And make big shadows I can move in. Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror. Just keep going. No feeling is final. Don't let yourself lose me. Nearby is the country they call life. You will know it by its seriousness. Give me your hand.

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love,elizabeth: Castles

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My letters to you. Monday, March 21, 2011. Over and over we built our castles, dug moats, made walls, only to see each construction erased. By a careless wave, turned. Back in an instant into unmarked sand. I even laid my body down as a barricade (as I would do for you) but still the waves came on. I know at least one very dear and patient person is still checking this sorry and neglected excuse for a blog (xoxoxo @ ATWB! So I'll try to update things a bit more often. So. 1 I was right. But she has lived...

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love,elizabeth: A Caregiver's guide to Alzheimer's

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My letters to you. Saturday, March 24, 2012. A Caregiver's guide to Alzheimer's. A caregiver’s guide to Alzheimer’s. When the stranger first arrives. You will go deaf and blind. This twin that follows. Close as a double exposure blurring. The edges of your loved one’s. Life She may even ask you. If there is someone behind. Her But like a two year old. Playing hide and seek you will. Cover your eyes and say no, believing. That if you refuse to see it, it will not. Find you. Forgive. Futile, followed by.

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love,elizabeth: Watching my daughter Watch Dumbo

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My letters to you. Friday, March 23, 2007. Watching my daughter Watch Dumbo. Her favorite movie lately is Dumbo. For a while now, she's been asking to watch it every day. Usually I take her TV time as time I can safely (and without guilt) ignore her for a bit. But the other day I sat and watched it with her. You remember the story - Mr. Stork brings the long yearned-for baby. The world is thrilled until, "gootchi gootchi goo! Why isn't she talking? From there Dumbo and the mouse get drunk on clown champa...

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love,elizabeth: The book of Job's wife

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My letters to you. Tuesday, July 20, 2010. The book of Job's wife. So I was avoiding revising my novel the other day by thinking of anything other than my novel . like my miscarriages (I had two because of toxins in our water supply). And I remembered that in The Book of Job, God kills their ten children. So I wrote this poem from the point of view of Job's nameless wife. Gave it all back twofold,. So the story goes. Money, oxen, sheep. 8220;The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away,”. Eli, the oldest,.

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love,elizabeth: Vitamin Z

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My letters to you. Saturday, December 8, 2007. It's a gray December morning - the beginning of a long, slushy, gray winter here in the rustbelt, the beginning of the S.A.D. season. Soon my neighbor Marsha will start saying, "I've got to get one of those full-spectrum lamps! My grandmother's husband, my mother's father, committed suicide by jumping out the window of his law office. OK mommy," I'd answer. "I'll call you," not exactly knowing what we were talking about. December 9, 2007 at 8:46 PM. Red7: Ye...

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love,elizabeth: Voices from the back seat

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My letters to you. Friday, March 30, 2007. Voices from the back seat. You should do stage crew." Suffice it to say, they didn't end up doing sound. So I have some wonderings (not,'How can they allow their friend to use that as a slur? I remember being a teenager well enough to know that not being seen as a dork is a whole lot more important than anybody's rights, gay or otherwise). What I wonder is:. 1 What does their friend, in this context, mean by "gay? OK, but they're not guys so who cares? Do they t...

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love,elizabeth: More pictures from the dynamite crate

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My letters to you. Sunday, January 9, 2011. More pictures from the dynamite crate. There are more of this series on my flickr site. If you'd like to poke around my grandfather's world. Horseman by the shore, Nicaragua, late 50s. People at the swimming hole, Nicaragua, late 50s. Office workers, Honduras, late 1950s. Boy holding machete, Nicaragua, late 1950s. She's a little devil (Cousin in a mask). So cool. He had a wonderful sense of humor that got passed down to his progeny. Hooray for that! My grandfa...

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love,elizabeth: Requiem for a cool girl

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My letters to you. Tuesday, June 16, 2009. Requiem for a cool girl. Labels: Anya in polka dots and cool at last. This comment has been removed by a blog administrator. June 17, 2009 at 2:30 AM. Dr Monkey Von Monkerstein. Wow, what a story. Very cool. June 17, 2009 at 10:30 AM. Amazing story how strange to find her picture in a bookstore. June 17, 2009 at 1:05 PM. June 17, 2009 at 8:26 PM. And I really do hope she found joy and pride in what she was doing, that world she was helping to build. It seems...

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love,elizabeth: What the @#$%...? (Or, You Should be Dancin' yeah!)

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My letters to you. Saturday, May 12, 2007. Or, You Should be Dancin' yeah! Been writing the YA novel for the last fourteen hours. Should go to bed, but I just have to pose a few unanswerable questions before I can get to sleep. So the teens went to a dance tonight. Before they went we were talking and the conversation went like this:. A shabby kitchen in the midst of a never-finished remodel. Mom - middle class, middle-aged, bleeding-heart-liberal white woman. Twin2: (mumbling) I don't know. Mom stands a...