Brenda Cannon Henley's archive

In my last column, we began the discussion of “hollow heroes,” and I am fairly certain each of our readers could get a visual image of someone they know and love that seemed to fit the category. They go on with life, but it is a struggle because they come from such a hollow place in the heart and mind. I think of it as “simply going through the motions of life,” rather than living it abundantly. Perhaps you thought of your own life and wondered just how hollow you really are.

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It always amazes me to find that when God puts a topic on my heart and mind, and I give consideration to write what I am learning, material and ideas flow from every side. It is similar to when we choose and buy a new automobile — we tend to see them everywhere we go and most often when we are not intentionally looking for them.

I had been giving thought to the idea of the masses of “hollow heroes” we have all around us in today’s day and age, and lo and behold, three different writings or thoughts made their way to my inbox or my ear.

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While writing my two columns for the printings nearing Thanksgiving 2015, I received a telephone call from a dear old friend. Actually, The Examiner’s publisher introduced me to this wonderful human being when he asked me to meet with him and his wife and get to know what many describe as a character in our area and write a story for our newspaper. I knew the minute I said hello I was onto something good, and I have not changed my mind in more than a decade of friendship.

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As I was thinking about Thanksgiving 2015, I realized that it is so different than most of the Thanksgivings I have celebrated in my life. Ted has been in heaven for some 15 months; many good friends and family members have gone there, too. (I buried my brother in August.) Relationships have ended, others have begun, and our children are growing up right before our very eyes. My sweet and kind grandson, Brendan Michael, my namesake, graduates from high school this year, and Steven, my oldest, has been in the U.S. Navy for almost a full year.

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Regular readers know I have had a lot of different changes in my life, as have many of my kind friends and dear relatives. We did not ask for these changes, expect them or, in some cases, greet them warmly. 

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