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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Heavy is the Head that Wears the Crown

Heavy is the head that wears the crown Out front sittin’ pretty laden with responsibility just because I can be The one who’s able to respond to get shit done

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The world in her hands.

When I was a little girl, I sang “He’s got the whole world in His hands” and I would picture God’s actual huge hands holding our world.

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