It’s a Tough Time to Be a Hugger
My mom couldn’t stand in a checkout line without striking up a conversation with someone around her. She was a…
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My mom couldn’t stand in a checkout line without striking up a conversation with someone around her. She was a…
Continue ReadingThe whole process has taken six months, a very long time to be concerned, play the what-if game, and dream…
Continue ReadingWe were sitting at my sister’s birthday lunch, waiting for a few stragglers to make it to the restaurant before…
Continue ReadingWe were babysitting our youngest grandson, Adler, for an afternoon while our daughter Becca made some sales calls. Three-year-old Adler…
Continue ReadingI’ve never been able to participate well in an argument. Problem is, whenever I get emotional, I cry. I’m well…
Continue Reading“Grampa, are you going to help my daddy paint at the new house today, or are you staying her to…
Continue ReadingPerfect. It’s THAT time of year again. I watched the commercial that touted years of happy family holiday moments, everyone…
Continue ReadingI was standing in the sugar-white sand, trying to imprint the sounds and sights and smells of this last day…
Continue ReadingSometimes, it just needs to be said; the frustration, the anger, the embarrassment needs to be put into words. Chances…
Continue ReadingI was sitting alone on the back patio swing the other night, kind of in a restless mood. Our daughter’s…
Continue ReadingI still remember the excitement of the first day of school, and I’m old. The smell of newly-sharpened pencils and…
Continue ReadingBear with me a minute; the story’s worth telling. There’s a perfectly logical reason for me being in the basement…
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