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"This, my dear, is the greatest challenge of being alive: 
To witness the injustice of this world and not allow it to consume our light."
   


  Thich Nhat Hanh

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The Smell of Pancakes

Tony always used to make pancakes on the weekend for the kids. I never ate pancakes because I was gluten intolerant but the kids loved pancakes and sausage on the weekend.

He always asked them what they wanted their pancakes to look like. Mira would request a dog. Amy would request a cat Mira would request a violin. Amy would request a trumpet.

48 hours after Tony passed away, I was awakened at 3 o’clock in the morning by the smell of pancakes and sausage. It was very powerful and I saw who could possibly be cooking at this hour?

Amy was upstairs so I texted her and asked her if she was cooking. She didn’t answer because of course she was sound asleep.

Every night at about 3 o’clock in the morning I would be awakened by the smell of pancakes.

I told Amy to come downstairs and see if she smelled anything so she came downstairs and she said oh who’s cooking pancakes I said I have no idea.

This went on for about another week and finally I said Tony I get the message. Thanks so much for letting me know you’re OK but could you please do this a little later in the morning ?

The next morning at 7 AM I smelled the pancakes and that was the last time it ever happened.

- Diana


A Gift from a Stranger

I needed to cross the northbound lane to turn left on to the southbound lane. The line of southbound cars seemed unending. I was about to give up when a car stopped. The driver beckoned me to go in front of him. As I made the turn we waved and smiled. A gift of caring from a stranger.

- Nancy


Five new buds on a blooming cactus

Five New Buds

I have a Christmas cactus, which I call my Chanukah bush, which usually blooms around the middle of December. Recently, at the end of March, I saw five new buds. New life. New possibility.

- Nancy


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Nancy King is a widely published author and a professor emerita at the University of Delaware, where she has taught theater, drama, playwriting, creative writing, and multidisciplinary studies with an emphasis on world literature. She has published seven previous works of nonfiction and five novels. Her new memoir, Breaking the Silence, explores the power of stories in healing from trauma and abuse. Her career has emphasized the use of her own experience in being silenced to encourage students to find their voices and to express their thoughts, feelings, and experiences with authenticity, as a way to add meaning to their lives.

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      • The Cracked Pot's Gift
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      • Opening Gates
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      • The Stones Speak
      • Morning Light
      • A Woman Walking
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      • Dancing with Wonder
      • Storymaking in Education and Therapy
      • Playing Their Part
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  • Workshops
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