Barbara Swander Miller
Honoring the journey in everyday life
Category: A Writer’s Life
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Spreading Christmas magic, one family at a time.
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What’s your journey? How do you honor where you’ve been? Where is your journey taking you?
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What would be the worst thing you could find out about your family?
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What gives? “You asked me what I thought, and now you’re not taking my advice? What’s up with that?”
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Dusky, dark blue sky hovers over the wide, tree-edged lawns. Brown, dusty fields fade into the horizon. Honking geese drown out distant city traffic as they fly in packs southward, from where I came. Abbey bells peal across the way, calling the monks to prayer. I step from concrete onto the short-trimmed grass path. It…
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“Who are you?” an elderly woman demands as she peers up into my face. I have never met her. A middle-aged man shrugs apologetically, “I should know you, but I forget your name.” I’ve never met him, either. Barely making eye contact, a young person nods at me and shoves a folded paper my way,…
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It’s rare to find a person this time of year who doesn’t enjoy a tall cup of pumpkin spice latte. That rich flavor and aroma are quintessentially fall. Does it matter how it was prepared? French-pressed? Cold Brewed? Maybe poured over for a quick decaf? I love a good cup of coffee regardless of how…
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“Do your best. Keep trying until you can do no more. Did you do your best? Then that’s all you can do.” ~Sigh~ The words do more than echo. They are the threads that stitch together my daily life. But I’m getting better at asking for help. Covid did that: Made me stress more, doubt…
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Genealogy has had an oscillating presence in my life. Sometimes its fan blows straight at me and keeps me cool and comfy; sometimes it blows in another direction, and I just catch a slight waft of the gentle breeze. Over the years, it’s depended on the amount of time I’ve been able to invest in…
