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My mom got fired for getting pregnant with me. This story has always been part of the lore of my life. I don’t remember a time when my mom was alive when she didn’t tell this story. It’s seeped into my narrative DNA. It may or may not be true, or entirely true, from a…
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My race Bib says that I’m running for “My dad” but I really ran the Foxtrot Half Marathon for me. I ran for 10-year-old Amy whose family learned, after weeks and weeks of time at Marshfield Clinic, that dad had Parkinson’s. Um, okay, whatever that is…so he’s going to move more slowly? That doesn’t sound…
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As the great sages The Eagles told us, “You can’t hide your lyin’ eyes.” I offer that you also can’t hide your big scary eyes. Or maybe you can, but why would you? I recently gave myself big, scary eyes on purpose for all the world to see as part of our church “Art Challenge.”…
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“April showers bring May flowers”–definitely a saying made for a cool and rainy April day like today. I’m no gardener or botanist, but I have faith that flowers are coming and have even noticed a few blooming already (like the phlox and perhaps even the dandelions–setting aside a “weed or flower?” debate–in our very own…
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I do get a little tired by all the “adulting” jokes. Yeah, cute, but overdone. But I sincerely have thought that there would come a time when I would feel like an “adult.” Now that I’m over 50, I think I need to accept that time isn’t necessarily going to happen. Yes, if I look…
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I can never, ever, never ever, complain if Chad doesn’t notice if I’ve changed my hair or if I’m wearing some exciting new outfit. Two days after Chad recently shaved his beard, I became aware of this only because a friend mentioned it on a Zoom lunch call. In my defense, it’s not like Chad…
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(The text of the story I shared at our most recent church storytelling evening–via Zoom. The theme was “Becoming.” This even has some bonus material I didn’t have time to include). The spectators lining the race route on that beautiful spring morning enthusiastically cheered as my friend Stephanie and I ran past. When Stephanie proposed…
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I’ve never grown flowers, but I’ve certainly worn them. Or rather, I’ve worn a ton of clothing made from floral prints. A grand example of this is my “vintage” dress from high school that I recently wore at online coffee house when I made my triumphant showing as a piano soloist with my performance of…
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I didn’t expect that my blog would tilt so heavily toward being an “Amy Plays Piano” blog, but write what you know, right? My blog posts about playing piano/keys are not actually about that, at least not in the sense that one would learn anything about playing piano or get some helpful tips. My posts…
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I have mixed feelings about returning to my pre-Covid life. There. I’ve confessed it. It’s weird to feel some reluctance and unease about something that is seemingly universally celebrated, but I’m trying to keep it real. Please don’t get me wrong, I’m not hoping that the pandemic continues, and I am NOT anti-vaccine. It’s wonderful…
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