Who presents this bride?

Personal Narrative
Today makes eight. For years I went to bed early. As an elementary school teacher, I had an extensive morning routine involving exercise, prayer, and a 30-minute commute. I arrived at work by 7 a.m. – well before the kiddos who often wanted to share household news as soon as they said good morning.
Because I require 7-8 hours of sleep to function well, I observed a strict bedtime of 9 p.m. My friends knew this and generally avoided calling past 8 or 8:30. From time to time an acquaintance would call too late, so I turned off my ringer at night just to play it safe. That is, until Daddy admitted his health was fading. It was shortly after Mama died. His prostate cancer wasn't a secret, yet he seemed to be…
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Go Red For Women

Personal Narrative, Women's Health
October is Breast Cancer Awareness month and it's all pink all the time. Everything from your favorite football player to your favorite Yoplait can be spotted with a splash of pink. Despite the importance of cancer awareness initiatives, it's worth noting that heart disease is the number one killer of women. My mother is in that number. Over 10 years ago, she went to the emergency room complaining of chest pains and never made it home. The official cause of death was a brain hemorrhage, which was an unfortunate complication of her heart attack. Although she'd been slowly working to reclaim her fitness, lower her cholesterol and free herself of nicotine, time wasn't on her side. She died a few months before her 60th birthday. February is best known for…
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On Framing Death

30 Day Blog Challenge, Spirituality
Although born with breath in our bodies, at some point we exhaust our share. Our supply runs out. We draw the last one. When that fateful day happens, we die. Whether we merge into the cosmic consciousness and become one with the essence of all there is, take a mystical trip upward or downward, come to inhabit another body, or simply cease to exist, is another matter entirely. I stake no claim on knowing. But we can say with conviction: no one continues in their current form forever. Death is something no one can escape from. It follows life as surely as night follows day, winter follows autumn or old age follows youth. ~Ikeda Since we arrive with the guarantee that we will also depart, I always wonder why some…
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