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Megan Elzey
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In The In Between
My husband and I talk in conversations that go round and round, part dreaming and part questioning and part scared out of our minds at what the next steps may be. In three separate areas of our lives, we are staring into a great unknown. Question marks loom...
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When Your Spouse's Words Deflate You
It came out of no where. We were sitting down with the kids having lunch and a nice conversation. I said something, and he responded in a way that I perceived as very critical and unkind. And I was deflated. Immediately. The conversation ended there, and he...
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How "Should" Is The Destroyer Of Joy
Should. This word slips unnoticed into our vocabulary all of the time. "We should try that new restaurant down the street." "You should be considered for that promotion because you are such a great worker." "I really should go to the grocery store before we...
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When Things Get Stripped Away
I have, at various times in my life, felt like God was stripping away from me the very things I had been holding close. A desire for something that I thought would make me happy. A relationship with a friend that fulfilled me deeply. Unity and closeness wit...
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At Square One
I sat on my front porch and listened to the birds singing their sunrise songs, my hands wrapped around my hot cup of coffee. My mind swirled as I thought about the past 5 months. I had a surgery that was desperately needed, but one that I had a difficult re...
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4 Years
I sit across the table from her at our favorite coffee shop. She's smiling at me like she knows something that I don't. In a quiet moment between laughing loud and talking around mouthfuls of soup, she tells me, for the 10th time, that I need to start writi...
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