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Mountain Mama: Here I Raise My Ebeneezer
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Tuesday, June 16, 2015. Here I Raise My Ebeneezer. As the taxi pulled to a stop, I could feel my throat tighten. I stepped out of the taxi, and the lump grew larger, and my eyes instantly welled up with tears. This place. Here. I don't feel afraid, but the intensity of it- of the last time I was here, in this place- it feels like I can't quite catch my breath as I approach. This place. Here. Here In this place. Here in this place. Here in this place. So, what can I do but come back? We were seen indeed!
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Mountain Mama: Home for the Holidays
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Tuesday, December 16, 2014. Home for the Holidays. My heart feels so full. I am always and never at home. Labels: Life in this Land. Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom). Also, Find Me Here. Growing up in Nepal. Life in this Land. View my complete profile. Foodies in a Foreign Land. Breakfast So Easy a 5-Year-Old Can Do It! This Crazy Beautiful Life. Home for the Holidays. Simple template. Powered by Blogger.
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Mountain Mama: Confessions of a Fashion Failure
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Wednesday, March 18, 2015. Confessions of a Fashion Failure. Fashion sense has always eluded me. I've gone through seasons where I make more effort than others, but always it eludes me. At several points in that, though, I can remember thinking, take away that labels, and I just have a striped t-shirt and slick shorts- this is dumb! Thankfully, that phase didn't last long, and I abandoned the labels. I actually had students in the inner city offer to buy me new shoes because they pitied mine! However, th...
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Mountain Mama: Advent in Our Home
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Tuesday, November 11, 2014. Advent in Our Home. Where I grew up, all of life was very seasonal. The climate had distinct seasons,and it was a farming community that revolved around distinct seasonal events (planting, harvesting, etc.). I adore fall and have a nostalgic warm fuzzy every year since I left the American Midwest, attempting to channel the fall season elsewhere. Going into downtown Chicago to look at the windows at Marshall Field's on State Street. Singing carols around the piano. I don't carr...
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Mountain Mama: To Serve My Son in Love
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Wednesday, April 8, 2015. To Serve My Son in Love. Last night my son woke up crying because his ear hurt badly. He's been sick for about a week now with cough and cold and flu-like symptoms off and on. I think of my cousin who had to watch two of her little triplet babies die and what she wouldn't give to hold them for any reason. I know she walked through so much just to hold her miracle boy and then later his sister. I cannot truly even fathom the depth of pain and the sacrifice so many walk through wi...
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Mountain Mama: June 2015
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Tuesday, June 16, 2015. Here I Raise My Ebeneezer. As the taxi pulled to a stop, I could feel my throat tighten. I stepped out of the taxi, and the lump grew larger, and my eyes instantly welled up with tears. This place. Here. I don't feel afraid, but the intensity of it- of the last time I was here, in this place- it feels like I can't quite catch my breath as I approach. This place. Here. Here In this place. Here in this place. Here in this place. So, what can I do but come back? Also, Find Me Here.
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Mountain Mama: Inside Out
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Sunday, November 16, 2014. It is also one of the things that haunts me about my conversations in life as well. It might be easier and fit better if I was quiet or shy because then I would be in my comfort zone of processing everything internally and only occasionally sharing the results of such processes. But, somehow, I ended up being a talkative introvert. An internal processor who likes to talk. What a weird combo! Did I really tell that story to them? That was a ridiculously bad attempt at a joke!
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Mountain Mama: December 2013
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Friday, December 13, 2013. I have fallen WAY behind on blogging lately! I have been intending to write a post about hard goodbyes and the frequency of those here, but I just felt struck with an abundance of reasons to be crazy grateful tonight, so I am going to jot down some of that instead. It is the Christmas season! Decided to do a whole separate post on it, I love it so much! Through beautiful reminders in The Greatest Gift by Ann Voskamp. Muna Tamang is in my home again! She is absolutely wonderful!
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Mountain Mama: November 2014
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Monday, November 24, 2014. This afternoon was terrifying! I lost Isaiah. I feel exhausted from the intensity of it, so I don't know how deep or articulate anything I write will be, but as we are now all safe at home together, I can't help trying to express how incredibly grateful I am. And, last, but perhaps most significant to me, is my family, and by that, I mean not only my biological family but our "extended family" at CloudFactory! My parents were with me, and I am so incredibly thankful for that!
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Mountain Mama: Giving Thanks Tonight
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Monday, November 24, 2014. This afternoon was terrifying! I lost Isaiah. I feel exhausted from the intensity of it, so I don't know how deep or articulate anything I write will be, but as we are now all safe at home together, I can't help trying to express how incredibly grateful I am. And, last, but perhaps most significant to me, is my family, and by that, I mean not only my biological family but our "extended family" at CloudFactory! My parents were with me, and I am so incredibly thankful for that!
