Happy Anniversary!

Happy anniversary! Or is it Happy Birthday? I'm not sure. Today is the one-year anniversary of my shattered ankle. Or the one year birthday of my Franken-foot janky-ankle, however you wish to see it. This morning I decided to drink my coffee at the scene of the crime. A subtle "Who's the Boss?" to the…

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Maybe you should pray for me…

When I was a little girl I thought prayer necessitated folded hands and kneeling bedside. The problem is that I was smart enough to know that monsters live under the bed, so I knew that kneeling next to the bed was just asking for it; prayers or not! Not much later in life I imagined…