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The Joy & Learning of becoming a PCA
About four and a half years ago, a friend at church asked me if I could think of someone appropriate to recommend for a special job. I said I would pray for that urgent request, and I did, but I also kept feeling a gentle, insistent nudge – a soft persistent tapping on my…
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My Family of PCAs
About a decade ago, I learned that I would qualify for PCA services. I had recently gotten my first subsidized (income-based) apartment through public housing. It was in the building’s laundry room, as my 6 yr old son and I did our laundry together, that a PCA herself told me where to apply and that…
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The Agony of Apple Picking
There are very few people of my generation, or not that love celebrating the seasons, their popular holidays, and tradition as much as I do. I grew up American Catholic, so the holiday traditions I tend to practice go hand in hand with my upbringing. For me, the Fall (early October), is the start of…
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