Historical Setting, 631 C.E. The armor markets at Dorestad We are at a market for armor and helmets. The overt mission of Greg and Gaillard is to purchase swords and helmets. The covert mission is to listen and learn who is outfitting armies in these times. Greg and Gaillard don’t work together. GregContinue reading “#61.12, Thursday, Oct. 24, 2024”
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#61.9, Thursday, Oct. 17, 2024
Historical Setting, 631 C.E. Rhineland marketplace Greg and Gaillard are including me on their so-called “pleasure” journey to purchase swords as a King’s gift. “You’re grieving, still.” Greg notices in my constant kvetching. “I suppose so. But always in grief it is one sadness upon another, so now, even my pacifistic natureContinue reading “#61.9, Thursday, Oct. 17, 2024”
#61.5, Wednesday, Oct. 9, 2024
Historical Setting, 631 C.E. a place where only flowers may grow Greg and I are here in this place where I have chiseled Ana’s name on a stone to mark the burial of her bones one year ago. Now, our children believe this grieving year is supposed to end. I know it will not.Continue reading “#61.5, Wednesday, Oct. 9, 2024”
#61.1, Tuesday, Oct. 1, 2024
Historical Setting, 630 C.E. a place where only flowers may grow The anniversary of a loss is always hard. Practice doesn’t make grief perfect. There is no perfect grief. It is always soaked in tears and etched with markings of “should haves” and “could haves.” Even with a death by cancer to a womanContinue reading “#61.1, Tuesday, Oct. 1, 2024”
#59.13, Thursday, August 29, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. farm in the Vosges Mts. The blade was put to Ana’s breast and nothing good came of it. But at least we know the shape of our desperate prayers. She’s been resting and is easily healing from that little wound by the blade now. None of us who loves herContinue reading “#59.13, Thursday, August 29, 2024”
#59.12, Wednesday, August 28, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. farm in the Vosges Mts. I want to grieve. Ana wants to talk about Hannah’s new love, Vizsla. “He is nearly as talented as Hannah with surgery. Together they did the best that could be done” Ana knows my grief for her in this illness and that griefContinue reading “#59.12, Wednesday, August 28, 2024”
#59.11, Tuesday, August 27, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. farm in the Vosges Mts. These things that Ana keeps on her shelf of precious things speak of our family at different ages. The value in them is in the ‘once was,’ and not the ‘someday, maybe’ of it. Simon’s ashroot harp that Brandell also learned his music with sitsContinue reading “#59.11, Tuesday, August 27, 2024”
#59.7, Thursday, August 15, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. farm in the Vosges Mts. Ana asked me to hold her hand. “Laz, I know you are worried and hurting and I only thought if you were asked to pray for someone else who was in grief, you would just get beyond yourself. I didn’t know he was justContinue reading “#59.7, Thursday, August 15, 2024”
#59.6, Wednesday, August 14, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. farm in the Vosges Mts. Vizsla came into our house in the middle of my prayer just in time to hear my spoken prayer asking God to be with Vizsla in his time of grief in the passing of his mother. So, he holds onto me now, as his brotherContinue reading “#59.6, Wednesday, August 14, 2024”
#59.5, Tuesday, August 13, 2024
Historical Setting, 629 C.E. farm in the Vosges Mts. Regardless of the humanly derived and practiced separations of religions, in the universal nature of God’s love, we both share in grief and we are both a part of the same love of God. Really, I would much rather argue theology, or bible, orContinue reading “#59.5, Tuesday, August 13, 2024”
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