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The Tears I Never Cried.

By: redtentwomen June 15, 2016June 14, 2016

relationshipsAnna Smith, Death, death of a child, Grief, Kindness, Loss, processing grief, tears, Youth Group, Youth ministry6 Comments

Last week, I sat down at my keypad and within 30 minutes of typing and erasing, I quit and walked away from my attempts to write.

Memories with my Mother

By: redtentwomen June 3, 2016May 31, 2016

relationshipsAdult Children, cancer, Death, Grief, illness, Kindness, Love, Mary Jane Hamilton, Mother, Motherhood12 Comments

“I’ll always be with you.”

F*n

By: redtentwomen May 23, 2016May 22, 2016

Day to DayAnxiety, Beauty, betrayal, Death, Friendships, Hope, Introversion, Katy Johnson, quiet, Self Kindness, self-care8 Comments

I was speeding down the freeway, headed to a go-kart driving, laser-tag shooting, pizza place explosion of preteen entertainment. I was late. I was ambivalent.

You Do You.

By: redtentwomen April 29, 2016April 27, 2016

Day to DayAnxiety, Beauty, betrayal, Death, Friendships, Hope, Introversion, Katy Johnson, quiet, Self Kindness, self-care15 Comments

“We haven’t talked in a while.”

How will I wait?

By: redtentwomen March 14, 2016March 14, 2016

Day to DayBeauty, betrayal, Death, Hope, Katy Johnson, Resurrection, Self Kindness, self-care, Spring, Waiting16 Comments

March is full of longing in Michigan.

Paradise

By: redtentwomen January 8, 2016January 5, 2016

TravelBecky Allender, Childhood, Death, Dream, Family, family vacation, Hawaii, Heaven, Mauna Kea, Parents, Prayer, vacation25 Comments

The sun was soon to rise and I was groggy from yesterday’s travel.

A Season of Light

By: redtentwomen December 23, 2015December 23, 2015

The Home, WholeheartedAnna Hull, Christmas, Christmas Lights, Death, Faith, Grief, Hope, Jesus, Light, Loss, Manger2 Comments

It is the season of lights.

The Wink

By: redtentwomen December 10, 2015December 11, 2015

Day to Day, TravelDeath, Final Judgement, Freedom, Fugitive, Jan Meyers Proett, Jesus, Parking Ticket, Shame2 Comments

Today, I ran the vacuum cleaner close to where my nephew Andrew was reading, in my own house, at mid-day. I had every right to clean, but what tumbled reflexively from my core was, “Oh, I am so sorry.”