by Elaine Olsen | Aug 3, 2011 | cancer, cancer volume 2, living God's truth, marriage
I just wanted him to notice me. It had been an hour since he returned home from his meeting at the church. I spent most of that hour in bed, nursing a pulled muscle in my back. Nursing a heart-hurt as well. Seems as if there have been a few of these kinds of aches...
by Elaine Olsen | Mar 29, 2011 | cancer, cancer volume 2, friendship
I’ve been feeling “less” today. A lot less. I think it has something to do with the seemingly “more” going on around me… in others’ lives. Maybe even in your life. I didn’t think anyone could talk me out of my feelings. They were pretty strong, fairly steadfast in...
by Elaine Olsen | Dec 22, 2010 | a quick word, cancer, cancer volume 2, pain, suffering
Sometimes a heart gets so filled to overflow, it’s hard to know what to do with it all. I’ve had that problem all afternoon; not a bad problem to have. Better to be filled than be depleted. Let me explain. I began my morning at the cancer center, not for treatment but...
by Elaine Olsen | Nov 23, 2010 | cancer, cancer volume 2, friendship, thanksgiving
A little earlier today, a knock arrived at our front door. The postman came bearing a gift… Last week, our former congregation at Pine Forest UMC (headed up by the Friendship SS class and my fiery “ancients”) came together for a chicken dinner…...
by Elaine Olsen | Nov 6, 2010 | cancer, cancer volume 2, family fun, parenting, pilgrimage, words
I had lunch with the sisters last week. I’ve yet to tell you much about them… these three Southern women connected by birth and each of them hovering toward eighty years of age. I first met them on a Saturday before that Monday (August 23, 2010—a date now...
by Elaine Olsen | Nov 1, 2010 | a quick word, cancer, cancer volume 2, friendship
I don’t have many words for you today; they are stuck inside of me, and I am frustrated by their accumulation. Can one explode from word retention? I hope so; I hope they will come forth in time, but for now they remain buried beneath the weightiness of my daily...
