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Psalm 51:2

“You know,” Aunt Jeanette told me at my niece’s wedding reception a week ago, “your brother was always your mom’s favorite.” I nodded, agreeing with my aunt, a neutral observer of my growing-up years. Her intention, I understood without a doubt, was not to hurt me. Her motive? I don’t think she had one. Tired … Continue reading

Squeaky Wheel

Squeaky Wheel

Tuesday morning, Mom was taken via ambulance to another hospital, where Dr. John Holmes would perform her angiogram. We waited with her in the small curtained area while she underwent pre-op tests. Mom was nervous, and her blood pressure was high, so I asked a nurse for an anti-anxiety medicine that would help our mother relax. While we … Continue reading