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    lenten journal: number

    by  • February 11, 2016 • grief, lenten journal, love, time • 0 Comments

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    “Teach us to number our days so that we can have a wise heart.” Psalm 90:12 (CEB) I can’t read that verse without hearing the piano introduction to “Seasons of Love” from the musical RENT, followed by the voices: five hundred twenty five thousand six hundred minutes five hundred twenty five thousand moments so...

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    the last time

    by  • February 6, 2016 • family, grief, poetry • 10 Comments

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    the last time you showed up, I didn’t know what to expect. you kicked in the door, filled the room with a dead chill . . . surprise attack: a stroke, a call, a funeral; and then miles of ache and absence, but not this time. she made choices; we made choices. we had...

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    my eulogy for my mother

    by  • January 24, 2016 • family, grief • 18 Comments

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    Here are the words I spoke at my mother’s funeral: When my father died, I adapted a poem I had written for him a few years earlier, which allowed me to tell his story, express my feelings, and get through the whole thing without breaking down here at the podium. To my disadvantage today,...

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    my mother’s obituary

    by  • January 21, 2016 • family, grief • 16 Comments

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    I have been in Texas for almost three weeks. My mother entered hospice care on January 2 and died on January 15. Here is her obituary. Barbara Schultz Cunningham of Waco, Texas died on January 15, 2016 of kidney failure. She was eighty-four. She is survived by her two sons: Milton Brasher-Cunningham (and his...

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    take one last look

    by  • November 19, 2015 • community, durham, family, friends, grief, home • 12 Comments

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    As David Letterman was finishing up his years on late night television, one of his last guests was Tom Waits, who wrote a new song for Dave called “Take One Last Look.” I wept as I listened because Waits captured the mixture of feelings that flow as we move from one chapter of life...

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