Theme to Consider: Bearing Witness

For the month of April the women of Red Tent Living will be considering the theme, Bearing Witness. Join us by reading along, and by hosting some women around your own table to share stories provoked by this theme.  

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March Theme To Consider: Sowing Seeds

For the month of March the women of Red Tent Living will be exploring the theme, Sowing Seeds. Join us by reading along, and by hosting a group of women at your table for a Red Tent Dinner.

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February theme to consider: Embracing Change

For the month of February the women of Red Tent Living will be exploring stories prompted by the theme, “Embracing Change”. Join us by hosting a group of women around your own table. You may want to consider signing up for the monthly Red Tent Dinner packet here.

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August Theme to Consider: Saying Goodbye

The women of Red Tent Living will be considering the theme, “Saying Goodbye” for the month of August. Join us by reading along, and also by gathering some women in your community to share stories prompted by this theme.

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Anniversaries Are Invitations

“Yes, Mrs. Bauman. Your husband called earlier and got you in with his appointment. We will see you in an hour.” My hand raises to my left cheek to comfort the ache as I smile, surprised I am not surprised by my husband’s provision for my tooth pain. Lately, I have been so frustrated with…

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Chance or Choice?

I’m a Boomer. In my childhood home, our telephone hung on the kitchen wall, and every time it rang, shouts of “I’ve got it!” resounded throughout the house as my brothers and I raced from every direction to get there first. Competition often provided the tension that held us close to one another: who got…

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Dear Prodigal

I want to return, but I am afraid. I left without much explanation. It felt complicated. My desire for connection was replaced with a desperate need for protection. Isolation felt like the only option, and now it feels like I have been gone for too long. I find myself repeatedly rehearsing my re-entry speech, but…

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Hip, Hip, Hooray

“Hip, hip, hooray, Mommy saves the day!” My four-year-old daughter runs through the living room, quite literally singing my praises. I laugh as she jumps up and down, her socks pulled up high on her ankles. I had helped put those socks on, a task that, on this particular morning, had been frustrating my incredibly…

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The Gilded Girl

Once upon a time there was a girl named Sunny. They called her Sunny because of her golden hair and smile and the way she would light up a room when she entered. And the light emanated from her, and the light was good.  Sunny’s mother was named Gilda. Gilda had discovered when she was…

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Broken Royalty

Dear Queen, I see you in your garden there In your yard, in the back. Tucked. and hidden. Where the chickens roam free And the dirt brings you close To the grief in your eyes. Broken and bruised. Battered and beat.

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