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		<title>Motherhood &#8211; God&#8217;s Chosen Profession (Courtesy of Relatable-Voice Magazine)</title>
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		<pubDate>Thu, 04 May 2023 17:07:33 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[&#160; I&#8217;m delighted to share that for this month of May, I had an article showcased in Relatable-Voice Magazine in celebration of Mother&#8217;s Day. It&#8217;s a FREE magazine filled with inspiring and creative artists who are living out their passion and dreams. This particular issue focuses on Motherhood. Download the magazine at https://www.relatable-media.com/online-store/The-Relatable-Voice-Magazine-Issue-9-May-2023-p550939787 See page [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>I&#8217;m delighted to share that for this month of May, I had an article showcased in <strong>Relatable-Voice Magazine</strong> in celebration of Mother&#8217;s Day. It&#8217;s a <strong>FREE</strong> magazine filled with inspiring and creative artists who are living out their passion and dreams. This particular issue focuses on <em>Motherhood</em>.</p>
<p>Download the magazine at <a href="https://www.relatable-media.com/online-store/The-Relatable-Voice-Magazine-Issue-9-May-2023-p550939787">https://www.relatable-media.com/online-store/The-Relatable-Voice-Magazine-Issue-9-May-2023-p550939787</a></p>
<p><strong>See page 19</strong> for my article &#8220;Motherhood &#8211; God&#8217;s Chosen Profession.&#8221;</p>
<p>Until next time&#8230;</p>
<p>Be well. Be safe. Be happy!</p>
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		<title>Don&#8217;t Mess with Momma</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 14 May 2017 17:35:44 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[&#8220;The Chronicles of Esther and Mel.&#8221; EXTRA&#8230;EXTRA&#8230;THIS JUST IN&#8230;LATEST UPDATE Esther sighting. Taking a stroll the day before Mother&#8217;s Day. On this glorious Mother&#8217;s Day, one little duckling hatched. A FEW DAYS AGO&#8230; We had a scare. Esther was gone. Several of her feathers were strewn all over the red mulch, and one of our [&#8230;]]]></description>
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<p>&#8220;<em>The Chronicles of Esther and Mel</em>.&#8221;</p>
<p>EXTRA&#8230;EXTRA&#8230;THIS JUST IN&#8230;LATEST UPDATE</p>
<p>Esther sighting. Taking a stroll the day before Mother&#8217;s Day.</p>
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<p>On this glorious Mother&#8217;s Day, one little duckling hatched.</p>
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<p>A FEW DAYS AGO&#8230;</p>
<p>We had a scare. Esther was gone. Several of her feathers were strewn all over the red mulch, and one of our solar lamps was cracked in half. It looked like there had been a brawl of some sort. The worst of it; a broken piece of egg shell lay near the nest.</p>
<p>There was more. I followed the trail of shell pieces on my lawn. At the bottom of the hill, the remains of a cracked-open duckling egg.</p>
<p>I ran to it and bent to inspect it. There inside, I saw matted black feathers and a little yellow beak peeking out. There was no movement and I knew it was long dead. I stood up and turned my head, it was a gruesome sight, too gruesome for pictures.</p>
<p>I walked back up and peered over the nest. It looked like the other eggs were still there, and they appeared intact.</p>
<p><em>Phew. Thank God! But, where was Esther?</em></p>
<p>I prayed she was okay. The problem now was who would take care of the rest of the eggs if Esther was not around?</p>
<p>My daughters came home from school and I had to tell them the news.</p>
<p>My older one bawled her eyes out. &#8220;Esther&#8217;s babies will die! She won&#8217;t have a Mother&#8217;s Day.&#8221;</p>
<p>My younger daughter had a different perspective. &#8220;What did the baby duck look like? Was the egg bloody? Can I see the egg, Momma?&#8221;</p>
<p>On and on, the girls went. Each with their own analysis of what might have happened.</p>
<p><em>What if a coyote had gotten her and her egg? What if she was hurt? And, where the hell was Mel? He&#8217;s the protector</em>.</p>
<p>I spent the remaining afternoon trying to distract my girls from thoughts of Esther. Truly, I was just as sad. She chose our house to create her nest, and she didn&#8217;t mind us walking by and peeking at her. It was cool to visit with her too.</p>
<p>Gosh, it was just the other day I had witnessed a lesson in love.</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>It had rained for days and finally the sun came out. I was inside with the windows open when I heard a lot of quacking. I came rushing out to check on her. </em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">&#8220;<em>Hey, what&#8217;s the matter?&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>She quacked. &#8220;Mel is supposed to be here and he&#8217;s not.&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><i>&#8220;He&#8217;ll </i><em>come, don&#8217;t worry.&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>Esther huffed. &#8220;He probably went ponding.&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;">Ponding???</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>I crouched down beside her. &#8220;What&#8217;s &#8216;ponding&#8217;?&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>Esther kicked up her webbed feet. &#8220;Seriously?&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>I nodded. &#8220;Yes, seriously. I have no idea what &#8216;ponding&#8217; is.&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>She proceeded to tell me that it was male-duck game played on a pond where the ducks have to balance wet leaves on their beaks without dropping them, and then paddle to a make-shift basket in the water. The first duck with the most leaves in a basket wins. </em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>I started laughing. Strangely, it reminded me of golf because most male-humans play the game.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>Esther snorted. &#8220;It&#8217;s not funny. He&#8217;s supposed watch the eggs while I go and do my business, and he&#8217;s still not here.&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>I was about to say&#8230;</em>maybe he had good reason, maybe he was running behind&#8230;maybe he forgot&#8230;maybe&#8230;<em>when suddenly, we see Mel fly through air and land a few feet away. He strode up all dapper and manly. </em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>Esther began quacking loudly and pacing. It startled Mel and he hurried over.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>&#8220;Where have you been? You&#8217;re late!&#8221; She blurted.</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>Mel puffed out his chest. &#8220;Ponding, like I told you.&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>She shouted back. &#8220;You did not!&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>&#8220;Yes, I did.&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>&#8220;Did not!&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>Mel looked at me as if noticing me for the first time. I happen to be standing between them when the shouting match began. Aware of the awkwardness, I quickly got out of the way. </em>It&#8217;s not good getting in the middle of couple fights.</p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>Mel snuggled up against Esther&#8217;s neck. She seemed to relax. &#8220;I&#8217;m sorry for making you upset,&#8221; he whispered. &#8220;But, I did tell you, yesterday.&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>Esther put her head down. &#8220;You&#8217;re right. I just remembered. You did tell me. My mind has been fogged lately. I&#8217;m sorry.&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>&#8220;It&#8217;s okay. Me too. You&#8217;ve got a lot on your mind.&#8221; Mel then nudged her away. &#8220;Get going. I&#8217;ve got the eggs.&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>&#8220;Are you&#8230;&#8221;</em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><i>&#8220;Yes, now go.&#8221;</i></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>Esther quacked and flapped her wings and away she went. </em></p>
<p style="padding-left: 30px;"><em>I gave Mel a thumbs up. &#8220;Good hubby.&#8221;</em></p>
<p>I momentarily closed my eyes and wished Esther would come back. This was her home.</p>
<p>&#8220;Momma, Momma, I&#8217;m hungry. Can I have a snack?&#8221;</p>
<p>And, just like that, I was back to reality.</p>
<p>Later that evening, after dinner, I decided to go for a walk. It was almost eight, but still light out. I strolled around our block. I couldn&#8217;t get the vision of the little cracked duckling egg out of my mind.</p>
<p>Just as I approached our house, I thought to look at Esther&#8217;s nest again. As I approached, I saw Esther making her way towards me.</p>
<p><em>Oh, my Goodness!</em> I marched up to her.</p>
<p>&#8220;Esther, Esther, you&#8217;re back! Are you okay?&#8221; <em>She looked alright.</em></p>
<p>The duck ignored me and went to her nest where she was squatting to get comfortable.</p>
<p>I waited until she was settled.</p>
<p>&#8220;I&#8217;ve been worried about you. Where have you been?&#8221;</p>
<p>Esther lifted her head toward me. &#8220;I don&#8217;t want to talk about it.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;But, but, you little egg? You feathers?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Leave me alone. I&#8217;m really tired.&#8221;</p>
<p>I nodded and took it as my queue to leave. &#8220;Okay, okay, I understand. We can talk another time.&#8221; <em>I didn&#8217;t want to mess with this Momma. She gave me the look, you know&#8230;</em></p>
<p>I turned and left. A pain had been lifted from my heart. <em>Esther was back. She&#8217;s okay. The girls will be relieved. And, it will be a wonderful Mother&#8217;s Day, after all.</em></p>
<p>As to what happened to her? I don&#8217;t know. Whatever it was, it had to be.</p>
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