Doing some things that might help others is good for the soul.
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Lisa Lucas
Lisa Lucas is a former child actress best known for her role as "Addie Mills" in the Emmy-winning Christmas television special, The House Without a Christmas Tree. It first aired on CBS-TV in December 1972, spawned three holiday-based sequels from 1973–1976 with the same cast, The Thanksgiving Treasure (also listed elsewhere as The Holiday Treasure) (1973), The Easter Promise (1975) and Addie and The King of Hearts (1976). USA Today called A House Without a Christmas Tree "beautifully acted" and the Spartanburg Herald-Journal called it a "Christmas treasure" and said it was full of heartwarming moments, especially when Addie gives away the Christmas tree she wins, or finds the star belonging to her mother. Lucas also played Shirley MacLaine's daughter in the 1977 film The Turning Point, and Jill Clayburgh's daughter in 1978 film An Unmarried Woman. In its review of An Unmarried Woman, The Washington Post said the part of the daughter was "smartly embodied by sharp-featured young actress Lisa Lucas" and Lucas was nominated for the New York Film Critics Circle Award for Best Supporting Actress. Lucas had parts in the 1976 PBS series "The Adams Chronicles" and the 1980 television film A Perfect Match. In 2002, Lucas appeared in a Denver stage production of Cat on a Hot Tin Roo
I am not a religious woman, but it’s a day for some prayer.
Today would be a good day for a good day.
Books and writers give such immense and unexpected comfort, it really is something else. Grateful, as ever.
Dreaming a world where we value the careers of our girls like we do of our boys.
Learning that trying to do a little bit of good in the world will keep you through very challenging times.
Sad isn’t even the half of it.
And people weren’t lying - you really don’t know what grief is until you know what grief is. I sure didn’t. And the bigger the love, the larger it seems to loom. I’m glad the love was world-filling, but my God, what loss.
I’ve never really known grief before, and this is a wild, unpleasant, and oddly tender ride. Loss is a beast, but it reminds you how strong we all are. And how much the love of others will keep you.
I hope that being open about mourning my father helps someone else one day. We all share this pain at some point, and even if it gives just one single other person in the universe to be openly bereft, if it gives them comfort: worthwhile.
I have no idea how I made it through this week, but I did somehow - and that’s something.