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A Different Kind of Stay

Even hospital stays are relative.  Of the five inpatient stays I’ve had, this as been one of the worst in some ways.  Sure, it’s been shorter and I haven’t felt anything like I did when I received the chemotherapy for…
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Still Thankful

The I’ve been away from home during several Thanksgivings throughout my adult life. It started after the attacks of 9/11, when I was deployed to the Blue Grass Army Depot. I spent Thanksgiving 2001 and 2002 in eating turkey with…
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Knowing Us by Our Love

I’ve felt like a popular guy the last couple of weeks. There was a good response to my last two blog posts and my birthday was last week. I probably received more cards this year than the previous ten years…
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What I’ve Learned

Experience is the best teacher, so they say.  I would add the caveat that “evaluated” experience is the best teacher.  If we don’t take the time to evaluate what has happened to us, we often miss the lesson.  Photo by…
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Down, but Not Out

The two most dangerous words in our house these days are “what’s next?”  Just when I think I’ve had every complication to leukemia possible, those two works awaken me from my slumber of false assurance with a loud “THAT’S WHAT’S…
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Reaching for His Robe

She had one mission.  If she could just get close enough, it would work.  She believed all the rumors and stories about how this man could heal the sick and wounded.  She had even heard that he raised people from…
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Life from the Couch

I spend the predominance of my time these days in three locations: the driver’s seat of my car, my office chair at work, and my couch. A typical day starts on the couch as I read the Bible and pray…
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Train as You Fight

It was the middle of the night in Iraq.  My company had been there several months now and was becoming more proficient in learning how to survive in Anbar Province.  This mission should be a simple one: escort some fuel…
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My Old, Corrupted Nature

High maintenance and unpredictable.  That’s the best way to describe me these days.  I’m a far cry from the old, predictable, plain vanilla Jeff that my wife grew used to.  These days, there is nothing predictable about me. Photo by melalouise; https://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0/legalcode…
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My Motive for Breathing

 I’ve wrapped up another trip to Houston.  This is my third time since going home after the transplant.  The planning and logistics have become fairly routine.  I stay at the same place, take generally the same flights, see the same…
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