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, , , , , , , , , becca April 14, 2010

Today, in Numbers

16: Inches of snow left in the “shady corner” of my front yard. 2: Daffodils ready to explode, any minute. 4: Kids home for Spring Break! 9: The hour I require them to be out of bed. 13: Tiny tomato plants growing in the egg carton beside my kitchen window. (Averaging 3 new ones a
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, becca April 12, 2010

Dream

In my dream, we were eating a celebration dinner in a salon-type restaurant, with circular tables and squashy chairs pulled up around them. Grandma Wright was there (remember Grandma Wright? She passed away a few months ago) but something was different. She was growing smaller and younger. I was sad to realize that I’d missed
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, , , , becca April 7, 2010

A Bit of Random

* You know staying home at night? With your family? Those people you like, and who live in your house? You know staying home and eating dinner and having a bowl of popcorn and maybe watching Pixar Shorts? Yeah. I miss that. * I wrote 1800 words on Monday. That is a lot of words.
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, becca March 20, 2010

What is this feeling?

So there’s sadness. Grief. Sorrow. My sweet, wonderful, generous, laughing, picture-taking, movie-loving, wave-running, Beach Boys-listening, Elvis-adoring, milk-drinking, compliment-giving father-in-law passed away yesterday. As I held his hand in the ICU this week and listened to him breathe through the oxygen mask, I wanted that hope that his girls felt, that hope that he would pull
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, , , , becca March 17, 2010

Writing

Nope. Not that kind. In fact, I have nothing to report on the Creating Something front. No, I’m talking about pencils. Do you love pencils? I do. Right here at my left hand is a jar (Mason. Pint. Narrow mouth.) full of pencils. Hang on, I’m gong to count them. Nineteen. Plus two Sharpies (one
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, becca February 22, 2010

Hospital Stay

So Friday night was the Longest Night I can remember. She was miserable, and the sweet Staff, checking, poking, squeezing, returning, Allowed no sleep longer than moments. IV stings, head aches, tears come. “You can sleep, Mom.” Right. Sure. Beeping. Humming. Dripping. Calling. Measuring. Saturday, the family together Tender, watching, Hands raised to help, to
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, , becca February 5, 2010

Fun Stuff Friday

Here’s some fun: Today I found out that Bright Blue Miracle is a finalist for a Whitney Award. This is a cool awards program for writers who also happen to be LDS (that’s Mormons, you know, and we’re really nice people). The award is named for Elder Orson F. Whitney, who said, “We will yet
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, , , , , , becca January 25, 2010

FAQ

I love when writers post their FAQ. So I’ll give you all a little important information. Here are the things I get asked most frequently: Q: Do I have any clean pants, Mom? A: Did you put them in a hamper? Because if you did, I washed them. If they were carefully wadded up under
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