Category Archives: Lisa Writes

I want somewhere to share (I just deleted the word ‘dump’ and exchanged it with ‘share’) the pieces that I write. Those that I feel might be the better ones anyway.

Water, water everywhere…

Monday, July 22 one day after posting this. My sister Cindy thought my title was “un-elegant” (she right, I was lazy), so I re-titled this piece. And the best part, I added a couple of photos that Richard took while … Continue reading

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Grace = Undeserved Blessings

Me: “Oh this is a mess at this intersection, you’ll want to get over and then be patient, they’re rebuilding a bridge on Santa Fe.” (I’m forever a back-seat driver.) Him: Grousing to no one in general “Why do we … Continue reading

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Dust

“I really need to dust the bedroom.” She said. “Don’t get carried away.” He said.      Later…upon entering the bedroom to see books, perfume bottles, picture frames, and every knickknack that once had a home on a flat surface now … Continue reading

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The Essence of Our Being

The photographs were taken by Richard when we were in Israel with our merry group of fellow travelers in 2011. The first one is of a tired priest at the Church of the Nativity in Bethlehem. The second is a … Continue reading

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My Mom’s birthday is February 6

Labor Day weekend 2011, we released her to one of our family’s favorite places in our world, up at the Lakes. Tonight, I revisited my journal of that day. Late morning, early afternoon…“While people were futzing around getting ready for … Continue reading

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The Meaning of Christmas – (writer’s rerogative, rewrite on the end of the ‘take away’)

       A funny thing happened at church on Christmas Eve – I felt the presence of God. Funny because it was like He and I were sitting on a sled, He was in the back with his arms wrapped around … Continue reading

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While in Portugal, Richard gives me a prompt …

On the road to Salamanca, Richard and I talk about the writing group I’ve been attending. To kill some time, he follows the writing idea and gives me a “prompt”.  While peeling potatoes, she promised if he says that to … Continue reading

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Box on the Back of the Truck

I am in a Meet-Up group that does Free Writing exercises. This one was from Feb 2012, a 20 minute writing session with the following prompt: “Wanda had probably gone three miles before she realized the box had fallen off … Continue reading

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