Elizabeth Harvey doinmything67
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Heart Repair at Christmas
Recently I have had many friends that have required heart surgery to repair various issues. It rattled some thoughts in my head and I realized that I never seem to think of all of the mechanisms at work that keep… Continue reading
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Giving is easier than receiving…. it is
Taking compliments is very difficult for me. I have no trouble giving compliments but for some reason I struggle accepting them. Last night during a class I’m taking we had to share an affirmation about every person in the class… Continue reading
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December 5th
I have been very open about my journey with depression and grief. I have answered all of the questions anyone has asked and I have tried to advocate for the “humane treatment” for depression! I have found that most often… Continue reading
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Aging, why did I used to cry??
I remember distinctly when my dad’s best friend John turned 60. (I have written about him before) I cried and cried thinking that it was so old and I thought of all of the cruddy things about aging and how… Continue reading
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Harassment
Harassment sometimes pronounced “Harris-ment” comes in all forms. Today the phone rings at least seven times at work only to hear “HELLO, DON’T HANG UP. YOUR GOOGLE ACCOUNT IS IN JEOPARDY.” So, I don’t hang up. I wait, wait, wait,… Continue reading
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Life in the Heartland….
I have lived in the Heartland most of my life. I was born in the desert of Western Kansas and later moved to the Oklahoma/Kansas border. After I got married I moved to South Central Nebraska for 15 years and… Continue reading
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Be nice…
Today is a great day to repost this blog!! Winners, losers, Right, Left, Right, Wrong, Up, Down, Dark, Light. Today I woke up thinking that there would be some peace on earth…..carry on my angry peeps….. I still love you!!!… Continue reading
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Who do you want to be??
When I was young, high school age, I can remember the gargantuan amount of drama that seemed to surround me. I was like any other not so normal high school kid in Western Kansas. I drank a lot… Continue reading
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Samhain
Twenty five years ago I was waiting at 373 S. Broad Street, Campbell, Nebraska, long after the sun went down and the dark moon came up, for Mike to hurry home from picking corn to take Ian out for his… Continue reading
