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P is for Predictable

So … predictable. It can be boring. But it can also feel safe.

Personally, I like predictable – I like having a low-key, safe, boring life with very little surprises. I like a low-drama lifestyle and I’ll take predictable over chaotic any day of the week.

But you knew I was going to say that, didn’t you. See? I’m pretty predictable.

But I found one area that doesn’t welcome predictable – and that’s fiction writing.

(Wow. That was a clumsy segway, but whatever – we’re here, let’s explore it).

Predictable stories do not bother me if the outcome is really the only logical way for the story to end. I mean, happily ever after stories are warm and fuzzy, but I get impatient with them – life doesn’t always end happily ever after.

But being TOO unpredictable can be bad, too. Take the science fiction genre, for example – science fiction just seems so ….. OUT THERE.

(Get it? haha)

I mean, I’ve watched enough Star Trek episodes that somehow end up in left field and leave me rolling my eyes in disgust to know that I don’t care for stories where something suddenly happens at the last minute and with no apparent reason or cause and our hero/heroine somehow comes out of the situation unscathed.

It leaves a funny taste in my mouth and I know the author took the easy way out so he/she could end the story.

But with that said, I like twists. I like being surprised by an element I didn’t see coming.

I like unpredictable stories if they make sense to the overall story.

I saw a link to this article on Twitter, and I swear, I’m going to print this out and paste it somewhere where I can always remind myself of my silent contract between myself and my readers:

  • You won’t bore me.
  • You’ll either take me to places I’ve never been before, or to places that feel as familiar as where I grew up.
  • Love ‘em or hate ‘em, your characters should make an impression on me.
  • And whatever is coming, I don’t want to see it coming. Not all the time, anyway, and not from a long way off.

The article also gives four tips on how to keep things fresh and unpredictable:

(1) Know yourself, be yourself.
This is especially good advice for me because I will read a story, finish it and think, “WOW. If only I could write like that person.” And then I will write a piece of fiction and adopt that author’s voice. Which is fine, I suppose, it adds another level to my writing style, but I’m learning that I do indeed have my own writing personality and that it’s okay to just be me whenever I write. Hopefully someone out there will like it enough to KEEP reading.

(2) Know what you’re really writing, and why.
I definitely need to work on this one. I tend to get a story idea, think it about it for a few days and then POW, I’m off writing. Which is fine, and it’s certainly fun … until I get to about 10,000 words and I’m suddenly facing a blank wall. I have no idea where to go or any motivation to continue and I lose all enthusiasm for the story … until the next story idea comes rolling around. I honestly need to stop, think not only what my story is, but WHY I want to write it and WHAT message I want to give readers overall.

But that requires so much THINKING … (*whine-whine*)

(3) Hold nothing back. No half-measures, no timidity.
I can do this. I delight in torturing my characters. But I definitely need to think more outside the box.

(4) Know your characters.
I also definitely need to work on this one, too. My characters are shells, dried carcass skins discarded and left behind for some small child, or a squeamish female (like me, actually) to happen upon and squeal in terror over. I don’t truly know my characters until I start writing them and then they are CONSTANTLY surprising me and taking me in all sorts of directions I never even knew existed until I started writing. But I LIKE this aspect of writing. I LIKE being surprised when I’m writing. I just need to start looking at it more as a challenge than a nuisance whenever my characters back me, the writer, into a corner.

So writers, be unpredictable – your readers will thank you for it.


I’m participating in the A to Z challenge. Just post something every day with the appropriate letter (except for Sundays), and then submit your link to one of the hosts and don’t forget to visit other participants! Also, you can find other A to Z participants on Twitter via the #atozchallenge hashtag. (This trying to relate the alphabet to your life thing is HARD. It’s taxing my brain and oh look! A puddle of brain mass. Sweet).

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O is for Obstinate – Am Not, Are Too

Definition of OBSTINATE
1: perversely adhering to an opinion, purpose, or course in spite of reason, arguments, or persuasion
2: not easily subdued, remedied, or removed

Come now, I’m betting you can think of at least ONE person who fits this bill …

I can. And BOY HOWDY, can this woman be obstinate – so much so, that I avoid talking to her at all costs because not only is she obstinate, she doesn’t even make sense in her arguments half the time.

Not to mention, she’s extremely vocal and extremely annoying.

And if there’s anything I can’t stand more, it’s a person who refuses to even entertain the thought that he/she may be wrong.

There’s a time to be stubborn, there’s a time to be confrontational, there may also be a time to be obstinate, but there’s also a time to concede a point and swallow that dose of humility like an adult.

Hey. I’m not saying I can’t be obstinate, in fact, I’ll be the first person to admit that I am probably one of the most obstinate people on this planet, but I also know when I’m wrong and I’m also willing to waver on my point if (and that’s a big IF) the other person can LOGICALLY convince me otherwise.

I don’t respond to emotional outbursts very well. I completely lose self-control if someone gets in my face and starts yelling – the conversation/debate/argument, whatever you want to call it, is OVER for me. Done. Moving on. Follow me, pursue it, at your own risk.

But I’ve learned that there is an art to discussing sensitive topics – it’s called the art of rhetoric. It’s all about ethos, pathos and logos and though there will be people out there that roll their eyes, that are convinced that they are great debaters without knowing these “tricks”, I’m here to say, you’re wrong. It’s all about language, it’s all about finessing that language and using it so that your point gets across without offending someone or putting them on the defensive.

It’s all about tricking (I’m not sure that’s the right word, but I’d say that’s a pretty accurate description of what our politicians do, wouldn’t you?) people into listening to our point of view. It’s all about PERSUADING people into believing what we’re saying is valid and right.

Obstinate people will not listen. Obstinate people are wildly irrational (most times). And I’m telling you right now, it’s a waste of time, energy, and breath trying to “debate” an obstinate personality.

So hear this, obstinate person, I will not debate you because you’ve already made up your mind; you’re not mature enough to listen and/or concede when you are wrong.

And you ARE wrong. So, so wrong.


I’m participating in the A to Z challenge. Just post something every day with the appropriate letter (except for Sundays), and then submit your link to one of the hosts and don’t forget to visit other participants! Also, you can find other A to Z participants on Twitter via the #atozchallenge hashtag. (This trying to relate the alphabet to your life thing is HARD. It’s taxing my brain and oh look! A puddle of brain mass. Sweet).

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N is for Netiquette

Definition of NETIQUETTE: etiquette governing communication on the Internet.

Well that seems self-explanatory doesn’t it?

But let’s spell it out for the confused people …

(I found these rules here. Pretty good rules, I’d say).

*Remember the Human

Would you say it to the person’s face?

When you communicate electronically, all you see is a computer screen. You don’t have the opportunity to use facial expressions, gestures, and tone of voice to communicate your meaning; words — lonely written words — are all you’ve got. When you’re holding a conversation online — whether it’s an email exchange or a response to a discussion group posting — it’s easy to misinterpret your correspondent’s meaning. And it’s frighteningly easy to forget that your correspondent is a person with feelings more or less like your own.

*Adhere to the same standards of behavior online that you follow in real life

Breaking the law is bad Netiquette

In real life, most people are fairly law-abiding, either by disposition or because we’re afraid of getting caught. In cyberspace, the chances of getting caught sometimes seem slim. And, perhaps because people sometimes forget that there’s a human being on the other side of the computer, some people think that a lower standard of ethics or personal behavior is acceptable in cyberspace.

*Know where you are in cyberspace

Lurk before you leap

When you enter a domain of cyberspace that’s new to you, take a look around. Spend a while listening to the chat or reading the archives. Get a sense of how the people who are already there act. Then go ahead and participate.

*Respect other people’s time and bandwidth

You are not the center of cyberspace

It’s a cliché that people today seem to have less time than ever before, even though (or perhaps because) we sleep less and have more labor-saving devices than our grandparents did. When you send email or post to a discussion group, you’re taking up other people’s time (or hoping to). It’s your responsibility to ensure that the time they spend reading your posting isn’t wasted.

*Make yourself look good online

Know what you’re talking about and make sense: Don’t post flame-bait

You will, however, be judged by the quality of your writing. For most people who choose to communicate online, this is an advantage; if they didn’t enjoy using the written word, they wouldn’t be there. So spelling and grammar do count. Be pleasant and polite. Don’t use offensive language, and don’t be confrontational for the sake of confrontation.

*Share expert knowledge

The strength of cyberspace is in its numbers. The reason asking questions online works is that a lot of knowledgeable people are reading the questions. And if even a few of them offer intelligent answers, the sum total of world knowledge increases. The Internet itself was founded and grew because scientists wanted to share information. Gradually, the rest of us got in on the act.

*Be forgiving of other people’s mistakes

If you do decide to inform someone of a mistake, point it out politely, and preferably by private email rather than in public. Give people the benefit of the doubt; assume they just don’t know any better. And never be arrogant or self-righteous about it.

My personal biggest online advice? Never, ever, EVER write something in anger and then publish it right afterward. Give it (at least) 24 hours before publishing it online. That will give you time to take a breath, read over your thoughts, edit the nasty out of it and if you STILL feel you need to contribute your thoughts to the issue, THEN hit publish.

Remember folks, once it’s on the internet, it’s THERE to stay. Oh sure, you can delete it, but it’s cached somewhere and someone will likely see it at some point. Interact at your own risk.


I’m participating in the A to Z challenge. Just post something every day with the appropriate letter (except for Sundays), and then submit your link to one of the hosts and don’t forget to visit other participants! Also, you can find other A to Z participants on Twitter via the #atozchallenge hashtag. (This trying to relate the alphabet to your life thing is HARD. It’s taxing my brain and oh look! A puddle of brain mass. Sweet).

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M is for Moves (NSFW – Unless Your Boss Has a Sense of Humor)

Oh yeah. I just went there.

NEVER say I don’t put myself out there for you people.

Or I will hunt you down and make you watch me dance again.

And just think! This nonsense goes on for a nearly a FULL three minutes!!

I was CLEARLY on a caffeine high.

Or just plain crazy. (Let’s go with that).

(By the way, this sexy song is called “Crazy” by Jem).


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L is for (a Mother’s) Love

I’ve been scanning old pictures today (my goal is to digitize all of our photos and videos then store them in a safe deposit box because if something happened to any of these old pictures and videos I’d …………. well, let’s not talk about it).

I posted this picture on Facebook and thought I’d share it with you all, too.

young-parents

This is me and Kevin holding our premature first born son (Dude) in the hospital in late December 1992. He was eight weeks early. No explanation – my water broke and *POOF* he arrived. (Well, it wasn’t that quick or that easy, though he was only 4 lb and 12 oz so it wasn’t really that hard to push him out. I’m sorry, too much information?)

He stayed in the hospital for six weeks because his lungs hadn’t developed. He came home December 28, 1992. He was in the hospital over Christmas – we have a picture of him with Santa.

That was one tough Christmas, let me tell you.

But here we are, eighteen years later and on the verge of graduating from high school in five short weeks. It doesn’t seem possible.

Holding this child in my arms … it’s incredibly hard to explain, not to mention frustrating, especially for a writer, but there is something special and precious about a mother’s love for her child. The emotions, they’re raw, tender, consuming, instinctual, fierce … you absorb all of these new feelings so deeply for this new person YOU HELPED TO CREATE and before long, you don’t know where you end and where your child begins.

Even though my first born and I have had our problems over the years, we’ve had fights, disagreements, connections, shared jokes, laughs … I can’t imagine my life without him or my youngest son. It simply isn’t possible for me to see a life without them in it.

We’ve had quite the journey to where we are now. I’m sad to see him grow up, but at the same time, I can’t wait to see where he goes.

Pass the popcorn won’t you? The next scene in this child’s life is about to begin.

P.S. This was the early 90’s, big bows were IN back then, people. Stop with the snickering. I can hear you. Sheesh.


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K is for Karma

You know the saying, “I hope you have a kid JUST like you someday …”

Well thankfully, I don’t.

Wait.

That’s not entirely true – Dude is like me, only a watered-down version of me. For example, he’s stubborn. He’s obstinate. He’s moody. He’s quick to anger. He has a potty mouth when he’s upset. (Which he TOTALLY gets from me. *ahem*). He’s a total geek. He doesn’t have a lot of friends. He doesn’t WANT a lot of friends. He’s a homebody. He’s a thinker. He’s creative, in quiet ways. He can be a jerk sometimes. He can be quite loveable sometimes. He’s smart. He’s aggressive. He’s no nonsense …

Well geez, I guess the kid IS a lot like me. Which probably explains why we butt heads all the time.

Dude and I can’t be in the same room when we’re angry at each other. It gets violent. It’s mostly verbal violence – I say things I regret, he hurts my feelings with some of the things he says to me.

So yeah. My oldest son and I are quite a lot alike, actually. And I guess he’s given me a lot of grief over the years because of that fact. Not NEARLY on the same level as the grief I gave MY parents growing up, but enough for me to say, yeah, karma tapped me on the shoulder and gave me a child a lot like me and oh boy my parents are probably smiling right about now.

But we’re not bad people, Dude and I – we’re just not always easy to be around. (Just ask Kevin). Dude and I are hard people (though I’m way harder and way more obstinate). We’re tough nuts to crack, I guess you could say.

But for all of our disagreements and head butting, I wouldn’t trade the kid for anything in the world. He’s part of me. He’s me, only WAY better.

So though karma tried to kick my butt, I fought back … and won, I think.


I’m participating in the A to Z challenge. You can sign up for the challenge here. Just post something every day with the appropriate letter (except for Sundays), and then submit your link to one of the hosts and don’t forget to visit other participants! Also, you can find other A to Z participants on Twitter via the #atozchallenge hashtag. (Keep your posts short – not more than 500 words – to make it easy on visitors. I think there were about 1100 participants the last time I checked).

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J is for Jam

But not the kind of jam you eat.

The kind of jam where you nod your head and tap your foot in beat with the music.

We were at my in-laws and while there, we had a little impromptu jam session. Kevin played the electric guitar, a family friend played the acoustic guitar, Kevin’s uncle played the drums and Jazz played his saxophone.

The whole thing was unscripted. Kevin picked a few bars, started playing something and the rest of the guys jumped in whenever they felt moved to.

Jazz has been learning improv in his Jazz band class at school and this was the first time we could really tell that something has “clicked.” He’s played improv in the past and well, it really wasn’t that good. I thought this go-around was really good and very promising. Afterward, Jazz said he really enjoyed himself and would like to do that more often.

It tickles me whenever he discovers something “new” like this – it’s like, “Look son! There’s more to life than video games!”

*GASP*

🙂


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I is for Inked

Let’s talk about tattoos.

First let me say, I’m one of those people who don’t “get” tattoos. I just don’t. To me, they’re a form of self-mutilation and extremely ugly. I can’t tell you the number of times I’ve seen a beautiful woman with tattoos and just shook my head – WHY mar that beauty with ink? It just doesn’t make sense to me. That beauty has been distorted with something artificial and garish and that makes me really sad.

But I pride myself on being fair, so let’s be fair – tattoos are personal. Everyone gets them for different reasons. And some people truly think they’re beautiful, make some sort of statement and they’re proud of their tats.

Fine. It’s really none of my business why people get their tattoos. It’s a personal choice and the beauty of free will is that people can exercise that free will. I could stand on my soapbox and condemn people for choosing to do something of their own free will, to their own bodies. But I won’t. It’s not my place to tell people how to live their lives or what to do with their bodies. I personally don’t agree with it, but that’s my opinion. In the whole scheme of things, it doesn’t matter what I think.

But I’ll be honest, I have preconceived notions of people who choose to scar their bodies. Whenever I see a person with a tattoo, my opinion of that person drops about five degrees. That’s probably an unfair assessment to make on my part, but that’s my first reaction. I don’t have any respect for them and automatically assume that they are the kind of person who probably doesn’t like to obey rules and laws. That they likely have emotional issues or feel insecure in themselves and feel like tattoos validate them in some way. Or maybe they’re using their tattoos to hide behind bigger, emotional issues.

Again. It’s probably not fair for me to jump to those conclusions, but those are my first thoughts whenever I see someone with tattoos. And I daresay, most people probably think the same things I do whenever they see an individual with tattoos – which begs the question, are you okay with people thinking those things about you?

You may not care, and that’s fine. Again, it really doesn’t matter what I, or anyone else, thinks about your personal choices. I’m just trying to keep it real.

I’m more likely to accept (excuse?) a person with small tattoos on covered parts of their body. To me, that person is thumbing their nose at society, but doing it on their terms. I can dig that. I”m like that on many levels, though crossing the tattoo threshold is something I am not willing to do. Small, tasteful tattoos, that’s cool. I can sort of get those.

But the tattoos that cover an entire person’s body, or exist for the sole purpose of altering one’s appearance – I’m sorry, but that person has some serious mental issues and most likely needs to see someone other than their tattoo artist for help. Again, my opinion; take it or leave it.

Curious, I did a little research about what the Truth or Tradition ministry said about tattoos. I was surprised to hear their answer, quite frankly, but it made sense. I expected them to condemn tattoos but in fact, they don’t. Again, it’s a Christian’s choice what to do with their body and it all depends on where their heart is and what their intent is when they get a tattoo.

It’s a Matter of the Heart
Having obtained freedom in Christ, we must be careful to never use our freedom to cause others to stumble. Attempting to live with our hearts in the right place is much more difficult than merely following rules and regulations. It takes much more maturity to think things through and separate right from wrong, and to determine the loving thing to do and then do it than it does to merely have rules to follow. Too often Christians have reduced walking with Christ to a matter of rules and regulations instead of living and doing from a heart of love. What we do will always be wrong if we do it with the wrong motive, and for Christians, love must always be the dominating motive of our hearts. It is never considered loving to put a stumbling block in the path of our brothers or sisters.

Wrong Motives
Our hearts are very complex, and many of the things we do are the result of having a mixture of motives. We may want a tattoo because we think it looks good, communicates to others a message about “who we are,” or shows our love for someone or something. Before anyone ever gets a tattoo he should always take time to closely examine his motives. The two main things that should never be motives for a tattoo are rebellion and rejection.

The Motive of Rebellion
Some people are unaware of the rebellion that lives in their hearts and that their tattoos reflect an antisocial or ungodly heart. It is a sobering thought to remember that God says that rebellion is like the sin of witchcraft (1 Sam. 15:23). Stories abound of people who got a tattoo when they were intoxicated, on drugs, or angry, all of which are states of rebelliousness. Rebellious tattoos often fall into the category of dark and sinister images such as death, skulls, demons, dragons, spiders, and other frightening, menacing, or evil objects. There are also tattoos that are occultic in nature or are pagan symbols such as “Thor’s Hammer,” Masonic emblems, nature worship, or the symbols of eastern religions. These types of images promote false gods and belief systems and are always wrong. Rebellious tattoos are never a godly blessing to others and they often reflect the hurt and pain that resides in the person’s heart by promoting beliefs and religions that are opposed to God’s truth. In other words, they promote evil.

The Motive of Rejection
Another motive that people are often unaware of is rejection. Many people have a great sense of unworthiness, being unlovable, or feeling “not good enough” because of the ungodly root of rejection that lives in their hearts. Rejection causes great emotional pain and is often the trigger behind people’s actions. Many times people act out with a “tough guy” (or girl) persona that is really masking the great hurt from the rejection in their hearts. Tattoos can be used to mask rejection by portraying an image that is not who the person really is on the inside. Sometimes people with rejection issues act in ways that cause others to reject them. There are some types of tattoos and some locations on the body that are never acceptable. Great care must be taken to discern the motive of the heart before anyone ever permanently alters his body with a tattoo.

Tattoos Will Not Change Who You “Really Are”
Getting a tattoo that says “courageous” does not impart courage any more than wearing a cowboy hat makes someone a cowboy. Tattoos will not “make you anything” other than the same person you were before, except now you have ink permanently embedded in your body. Examine your heart first, and if you recognize rebellion or rejection as your motive, and if you are not operating from a place of love and faith, do not get a tattoo.

So yeah, I’m not personally into them, I personally think they’re ugly, but I’m not going to condemn a person because they choose to get one. I have to work on changing what I think about people who get them, but ultimately, it’s none of my business what someone does with their body.

I just hope their hearts are in the right place – that’s all I really care about.

P.S. The Truth or Tradition ministry has a wonderful five-part video series on tattoos. They talk about the biblical implications of tattoos, ungodly tattoos and they even offer you some tips to consider before getting at tattoo. If you’re thinking about going down this road, please take a moment to really think it through before actually doing it.


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H is for Healing

Next week will be one year since Kevin’s motorcycle accident. That was a nightmarish trip I wouldn’t wish on ANYONE.

For those just tuning in …

I got a call last April 16th that no wife, no mother, no PERSON ever wants to get. It was from a man I did not know. He was an eye witness to Kevin’s accident and was calling me to let me know what was going on and that Kevin was being taken to a nearby hospital.

It was hard to hear him over the sirens in the background.

It was a horrific experience. I thought he had died when I got a call from the hospital chaplain asking me how soon I would get there. I was in the hospital parking lot when he called. I have quite honestly never had a more terrifying moment than when I got that call.

Long story short – Kevin had shattered his pelvis (one doctor compared it to a bag of broken glass) and had to be moved to Columbia Missouri because no one in Springfield could operate on him – that’s how badly he was injured.

My mother-in-law and I lived at the Columbia hospital for two weeks before they finally moved him back to Springfield where he stayed in a rehabilitation facility for another 2 1/2 weeks before being deemed fit enough to go home. In that interim, I had to learn how to take care of him, how to transfer him from the bed to his wheelchair, how to help him use the bathroom, etc. Since he had three surgeries to implant three metal plates and several rods to reconstruct his pelvis, he wasn’t allowed to put any weight on his legs for six weeks. We had a hospital bed in our living room and my father-in-law and brother-in-law came over and built a ramp so we could get Kevin in and out of the house in his wheelchair.

Once he was given the green light to begin rehabilitation exercises, it didn’t take Kevin long to re-learn to walk again. He soon graduated from a wheelchair to a walker. He was so determined not to allow this accident to take anything away from his life, he INSISTED that we continue with our vacation plans and go to New York and sail to Canada. Which we did – and it was NOT easy on Kevin (or any of us, quite frankly).

However, because of his determination and courage, he began to heal by leaps and bounds after our New York trip. He soon graduated from a walker to a cane and only needed the cane a few weeks before tossing it aside.

He’s now walking normally again, though has a slight limp and still has trouble with his right foot. But he has refused to allow the accident to slow him down and he went back to work (in fact, he opened his own business) and has been busy crawling under the house and digging up our backyard for a patio.

He’s truly an inspiration to me.

I recorded his journey on the CaringBridge website – partially to let friends and family know how he was doing and partially because it helped ME to process everything I was going through by being his helpmate and rock. The CaringBridge website gives people an option to turn their journal into a book and that’s what I did.

I received the book yesterday.

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We couldn’t be more pleased with it.

The CaringBridge people also included the guestbook, which a lot of people left comments in, and it’s really nice to have a record of all the nice things people wrote us during those trying times.

It was expensive, but well worth it. We now have a physical reminder of that horrific few months in 2010 when our world shattered around our ears.

With God’s grace, Kevin not only survived the accident (and many people in this type of accident do NOT survive), but he’s back to normal and getting stronger every day.


I’m participating in the A to Z challenge. You can sign up for the challenge here. Just post something every day with the appropriate letter (except for Sundays), and then submit your link to one of the hosts and don’t forget to visit other participants! Also, you can find other A to Z participants on Twitter via the #atozchallenge hashtag. (Keep your posts short – not more than 500 words – to make it easy on visitors. I think there were about 1100 participants the last time I checked).

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G is For Good Grief

This post isn’t about the “Good Grief” as in “Oh brother, what now?” but about the actual process of grieving, of losing someone we love.

Grief is never “good”, but we can grieve in a “good” way. In fact, grieving is essential when dealing with loss and then slowly piecing our shattered lives back together again.

I know this is a Christian-based teaching, but this teaching has a lot of helpful tips on how to process grief in a healthy and helpful way.

I hope these videos bless you and if you’ve suffered a loss recently, I’m so sorry. (((hugs)))


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