Tuesday, July 25, 2017

The Bright Hour, A Memoir of Living and Dying by Nina Riggs: my review and contemplations

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Sitting on my small canvas beach chair next to an identical one occupied by my husband under our shade umbrella in the warm sand while the ...
Thursday, July 6, 2017

the night before the reunion

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We drove from our home in North Carolina all the way to southern Ohio, navigating mountain turns and straight ahead through acres of farmla...
Monday, May 29, 2017

The aftermath of honesty

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The problem with honesty is . . . it is not allowed. Before you jump to the conclusion that I was raised by wolves, I, like most of you, ...
Sunday, May 21, 2017

No more teachers, no more books, no more office ladies' dirty looks

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Driving to the high school with my son one last time, I pull into his parking spot. As our only son who ever had a parking spot, and only b...
Friday, March 17, 2017

"This is Us" and why I watch it

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With many people posting about "This is Us" and talking about it, I figured I would watch an episode after the fact, to determine...
Sunday, March 12, 2017

it's who you know

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"It's not what you know, but who you know that matters," is a phrase that has been proven true more often than not. If I had ...
Saturday, January 14, 2017

the tale of the red leather handbag and other life lessons

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There aren't many things in life I need to be happy, except for maybe a quality red leather handbag. It all started when I was given a ...