Mean People (Still) Suck

~ Lisa Ancona-Roach ~ 4 Comments

For those of us in the U.S., today we are celebrating our Independence Day. It was a reverse Brexit 240 years ago, and when our founding fathers did it, they aimed to see to it that our citizens had a bunch of freedoms: of religion, speech, press—and rights: to bear arms, trial by jury, etc. Of course, while they may have wanted to be all about freedoms and rights, they still allowed slavery and denied women the right to vote and own property, among other things. So…let’s just say that the founding fathers needed to find a little bit more. Continue reading “Mean People (Still) Suck” →

Do You See That Love Is the Mortar That Binds Us Together?

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I love looking at things in new ways or finding meaning where none existed before. Such was the case when David, a friend of mine, shared with me what he learned about one of the brick walls in our church. Continue reading “Do You See That Love Is the Mortar That Binds Us Together?” →

Sometimes What Matters Most Is Being in the Pool

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I grew up less than two blocks from a couple of swimming pools. I spent most summer days there…doing crazy jumps off the board, diving for treasure, creating stories, and generally horsing around. Notice “swim laps” was not in that little rundown. Though I love swimming, I’m no real swimmer. I mean, I can swim—my dad made sure I knew how—but I could never be competitive in it.

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There Is No Sense to Be Made of This

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I will make no attempts at lightheartedness today. My heart is too sad. Our country must grapple with yet another devastating loss of life. It is unfathomable—yet all too familiar. Continue reading “There Is No Sense to Be Made of This” →

The “Lasts” Go By in the Blink of an Eye

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Odd, anxious kid that I was, when the dog that I grew up with got older, I used to “practice” saying goodbye to her. I would think to myself, “What if this was the last time you’re ever going to get to pet her?” And…in those moments, I could never stop petting her until I let go of that morose notion. Continue reading “The “Lasts” Go By in the Blink of an Eye” →

On This Memorial Day

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This is my fourth Memorial Day post for the Juggle Struggle. In reviewing my previous ones for this holiday, I find that my original one from 2013 still…strikingly…applies to today’s cultural climate.  Continue reading “On This Memorial Day” →