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The crimson rug at 211 Vinewood covered most of the hardwood. Living room golf was one of my favorite pastimes,…
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The crimson rug at 211 Vinewood covered most of the hardwood. Living room golf was one of my favorite pastimes,…
Continue ReadingThe madness of March is a beautiful thing. Each year around this time, I devote myself to watching as much…
Continue ReadingI pulled down the lane. Off in the distance driving in the field was my husband. It was just another…
Continue ReadingRecently, my mom shared some sad news: my seventh-grade basketball coach passed away in late March. It was one of…
Continue ReadingI was 14 when I first snuck into my parent's liquor cabinet and poured some sort of brown alcohol into…
Continue Reading“What if I die before they grow?" This question has haunted me every day since I became a mother at 18.…
Continue ReadingI want my daughter to be beautiful, like me. There, I said it. I want my daughter to be beautiful,…
Continue ReadingTechnically, she was my great aunt, but we called her Aunt Marjorie. For most of my childhood, it was Aunt…
Continue ReadingI was making dinner one night and my three-year-old daughter was prancing around the kitchen dancing to her own…
Continue ReadingI’ve been in my 40s for a few years now, long enough to reflect on all the gifts life gives…
Continue ReadingThe day my grandmother died, I missed the phone call to tell her goodbye. I’ve often wondered how I would…
Continue ReadingNot one sock, shoe, sweater, shirt, shampoo, nail polish, tube of lipstick, stick of gum . . . nothing! Not.…
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