On Saying Grace

grace: n. a short prayer before a meal

Thank you for this food. Bless it to the nourishment of our bodies. And bless the hands that prepared it. Amen.

I eat breakfast every morning, unless I have a lunch date and want to save my appetite.

Today’s breakfast took on a different tone. Not because of my food choices, but due to two visitors–the memory of my earthly father and the touch of my Heavenly Father.

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On Getting Old

old: adj. dating from the remote past; advanced in years or age

age: n. one of the stages of life

Getting old is one of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do–except for, maybe, being born. I have no memory of my birth, a strong case for the masking of its difficulty. Mom told me the doctor said I had shoulders like a football player. She might have said my birth was one of the hardest things she ever had to do.

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