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L Phillips Thune

Teacher, daughter, wife, Master's grad (finally!), but most honorably, mother.

Interests: Writing (of course), reading, learning all I can about becoming a better person--a better believer, movies, television (escapism rules), music, plays (Jersey Boys--I love you), dragonflies...for reasons of the heart

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"Let's Do This Thing"

All of my daughters and grands have especially cool names and they all have the best, most interesting personalities ever. Okay, I better say my husband and sons-in-law are also fabulous, but this is ultimately about one of my grands today. I love talking about how we chose our daughters'... Continue reading

Posted Nov 11, 2020 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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For all of those I see standing in lines blocks long for hours and hours to get their votes in early, I want to let you know you moved my heart. I'm imagining most of you are voting for change, for the rediscovery of a road to healing and recovery... Continue reading

Posted Oct 16, 2020 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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PiYo, PiYo, It's Off to Rest I Go

Okay, this is bad. I've not posted a blog for over a year. Every day is a new day to do better. So let me start with PiYo. PiYo is a gym class I visited with my daughter. Clues that I may have made a mistake: my daughter(s) are more... Continue reading

Posted Oct 2, 2020 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Let's Go--or Not

Well, I haven't been here in a minute! But a quick thought: A pandemic will take you back to many places you've not been for a while: alone; anywhere public while trying to avoid inhaling--or exhaling; driving out to shop and realizing you can really only go back home; going... Continue reading

Posted Oct 2, 2020 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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How Would You Say It?

I once had to tell a father his son had died. Whispering up through my memory, triggered by recent conversations about the experiences of presidential calls and letters and military commanding officer visits to deliver news that made its way from war to door, I remember that I, no one... Continue reading

Posted Oct 29, 2017 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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The first morning after the 2016 Presidential Election, I wasn't sure how to feel. Granted, it has been a busy semester helping daughters get moved into new homes, taking on new sewing projects, teaching two classes--which I've discovered is one too many for me anymore. Austin fall season is wreaking... Continue reading

Posted Nov 9, 2016 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Mother's Day - 2015

It's not very hard to think about being a mother on Mother's Day, but it is a little uncomfortable. Maybe because I still can't believe I'm old enough to be a mother--five times! (Imagine how I feel on Grandparents Day.) Maybe I don't feel I've been kind enough, strong enough,... Continue reading

Posted May 10, 2015 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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This Really Happened-1:30am on a Tuesday Morning

“Do you know why I pulled you over?” (with license in hand) “Yes, I know, I know…I’ve been at the capitol and just got out and was so worried about my new doggie…I’ve been gone 12 hours.” “Well, Miss Thune, you were going 68 in a 55 mile-per-hour work zone.”... Continue reading

Posted Apr 22, 2015 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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How I Spent My Friday the 13th -- A Short Story

The last message on my cell before it died was "Tornado Warning, Seek Shelter." I wondered: Does that mean ‘go inside’ or ‘get in the bathtub’? And there I was, alone with my one- and three-year-old sleeping grandchildren, in my daughter and son-in-law’s home on two acres of cedar-filled, deer-munching,... Continue reading

Posted Jun 19, 2014 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Another Year, Another Writing Chance

Fall certainly came and went with its cooler winds and falling leaves, confused by the triple-digit, on again-off again temperature changes. One day I'm preparing for a new semester in 2013 and the next...well, starting a new spring semester in 2014. Last August, my grandson turned the big 2! Holden... Continue reading

Posted Jan 22, 2014 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Annie's Ashes--a photo essay

Ashes, the only real Andreanna I have left; soft, grey-white, sacred. These are places where part of her lives on: My heart and Colorado I wear a glass bead around my neck that holds that grey-white whisper of her soul; it is attached to one half of a heart that... Continue reading

Posted Aug 2, 2013 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Jonathan's Quilt

There once was a time I just knew I could not survive the loss of my child. Then, I lost my child. My heart kept beating, my lungs kept breathing, the sun rose and set. My other daughters still needed me; grandchildren arrived and let me know that the child... Continue reading

Posted Apr 2, 2013 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Food Personalities

It's great fun having daughters...they each have their own personalities--quieter or louder, more serious or more silly, more put-together or more "elastic". But it's been serious joy watching them grow into their own cooking personalities, too. In a nutshell (!), our oldest, Merete, at one point, found boiling water a... Continue reading

Posted Jan 25, 2013 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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That's pretty neat, Jill. You were meant to be in my class! I'm glad our relatives got us together... LPT

Commented Dec 18, 2012 on Three Sunday Miracles or "What I did after I saw 'The Pit Boss' and 500 Pit Bulls" at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

For all these years, I've said I feel the pain my children feel, their sadness is mine, their disappointment is mine, their joy is mine. One of my daughters has been insulin-dependent since age two. It hurt my heart so much giving her those injections. When I'd cry, she'd say,... Continue reading

Posted Nov 4, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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The Last Letter (October 12, 2012—at the service, with Military Honors, of Preta A. Mitchell Phillips) The silver thread that held me to you Has dissolved into light; There will be no more pain or fear Between either of us tonight. I will pray for the peace of forgiveness That... Continue reading

Posted Oct 12, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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First Hug, Last Goodbye

My mother, Preta A. Phillips, died one week ago at age 77 on September 27, 2012. I am the oldest of her three daughters; I've not heard from my sisters in many years. They don't know that one of my daughters, their niece, died two years ago. I don't know... Continue reading

Posted Oct 5, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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White-Winged Dove--The Rescue

When time is taken to be open in mind and spirit, wonderful gifts are provided. Unfortunately, it is hard work to remember to also be open to changing damaging patterns or habits, but that is the gift inherent in a new minute, a new hour, a new day, the constant... Continue reading

Posted Aug 7, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Messages in Grief

It has been a special weekend--a lovely trip to Baton Rouge for my daughter's baby shower from her in-laws. Many of her husband's family, friends, and his parents' friends brought love and gifts galore. It was a joy to be in the home of my son-in-law's grandmother, where he grew... Continue reading

Posted Jul 25, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Anything for You

So now that I've made perhaps half a dozen quilts, I take on any job. When my daughter asked if I could make four quilts for gifts at a business luncheon, I said, "Sure!" I wondered why everyone I mentioned it to looked at me like I was nuts. I... Continue reading

Posted Jun 19, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Father's Day-2012

My dad died May 20, 1985--four months before my third daughter, Annie was born. She died April 5, 2010. I like to think of them together, getting to know each other while they wait for the rest of the family. He was only 59 and had been a stellar soldier... Continue reading

Posted Jun 17, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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In the Shadow of Mother's Day - 2012

I dreamt that I was holding you, overjoyed but in hours, you’d be gone; I worried, What should I tell you… So to you, and your living sisters, Here is what I’d say if I only had a day: Merete: sunshine in motion puzzling and perfection giving any need full-throttle... Continue reading

Posted May 11, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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A New Healing... or Addiction

Who knows how long it will last, but two months ago, I became addicted to...quilting. I've managed to sew a few things in my life that I'm proud of: a little pinafore dress for my sister when she was a toddler; my wedding dress (from a Vintage Vogue pattern in... Continue reading

Posted Apr 21, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Two Men and a Dragonfly

Some signs are so wonderful, you can't help but believe. When I keep my senses open, Annie's messages find their way to me, especially when I'm needing them most. We're days away from her being gone two years. I decided to take flowers to her tree in Old Settlers'Park. I... Continue reading

Posted Apr 3, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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Going 'Down' to Gran's

My grandson, Holden, is now almost six months old. He brings the same light into our world--his grandparents, aunties, his mommy (our Merete) and daddy--that my girls brought to my life beginning thirty years ago. Although I'm still learning to balance the loss of my Annie with the joy of... Continue reading

Posted Feb 17, 2012 at In the Margins--Words of L. Phillips Thune

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