Marv passed away six months and fourteen hours ago. I'm feeling it is time for me to move on. To leave these “grace” related posts on dying and death and move increasingly toward my “new normal.” I don’t mind that expression, although I know some do. They say there will never be another “normal.” But …
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Finding My Identity in a Dutch Cemetery – Part 3
Even though I didn’t feel Dutch on a 2001 trip to the Netherlands, finding my maiden name, Hoitenga, on tombstones in a Witmarsum cemetery brought me to tears and made my Dutch roots feel real for the first time. Fast forward to a few weeks ago in Aruba. My husband and I briefly met a …
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Aruba is Calling
I hate to do this to you twice in one month, but duty calls. The Midwest has gotten too snowy, too cold, too gray. So we're heading to Aruba. Stay warm everyone. We're going armed with books, so I should have some good book reports when I return. And stay tuned for my book blog …
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