Denise E Lindquist
Bio
I am married with 7 children, 27 grands, and 12 great-grandchildren. I am a culture consultant part-time. I write A Poem a Day in February for 8 years now. I wrote 4 - 50,000 word stories in NaNoWriMo. I write on Vocal/Medium weekly.
Stories (638/0)
“Big Bad John”
This year a dear friend called John a Saint in front of a small group of other friends. Now at first, I took that personally, thinking he was commenting on John’s living circumstances. Meaning he is a saint for living with me!! Now I knew that was not right as this man genuinely likes me.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Longevity
Things I Overheard This Year
As we were riding down the road, having just picked up an older friend. He said, "Lots of bear sightings recently. I can't shoot them, but I am carrying a side arm. I have saved my pheasants once and chickens another time." There I am sitting in the back seat bear clan.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Psyche
Working With Children In Therapy
Why have I worked so little time with children in my work as a counselor/therapist. So little time on purpose. I worked as a family therapist for just one and one half years. As a family counselor I worked with children for many more years.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Psyche
Dear Mom
Dear Mom, The week you were buried, I started to pray for my siblings as you told me to do just days after the burial. I did tell a couple people how you came to me and asked me to not pray for you as you are with God, but to rather pray for my siblings. It did help me to stay calm.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Poets
Sudden Infant Death Syndrome
My baby almost died. I hadn't smoked cigarettes, drank or taken any drugs during my pregnancy. Nothing. His daddy was a daily pot smoker. I never was but I had smoked probably more than my share in my teens and early years of adult life.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Confessions
Strained Conversations
Have you noticed lately how conversations can be uncomfortable. There is more silence than ever before? I have noticed that even with family conversations. They can be stunted, strained or short, and it feels like it is just since the pandemic.
By Denise E Lindquistabout a year ago in Confessions