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Fear Makes Us Do Funny Things
I’ve washed the top several layers of skin off my hands. Meetings have been canceled; group gatherings are scrapped. The shelves are empty of toilet paper, water, wipes, and macaroni and cheese. Here in Florida, it feels a little like preparation for a hurricane. This is a different kind of bad. A unique kind of…
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Grand Intentions; Gargantuan Goofs
I didn’t mean for it to happen. How many times in life have I said that? We had family over for a celebration. The kids determined they would cook dinner. A sweet gift to me. I’d rather play. The grands all wanted to go outside, so we trooped out back to see what trouble…
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I Really Don’t Know Clouds At All*
Sitting on my porch, the quiet draped over me like a warm blanket softly covering my shoulders. The sun flitted through the clouds, like an old friend playing hide and seek. Or more like a young child who can’t stay hidden for long and jumps out yelling, “I’m here!” I love sunshine and blue skies,…
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What Do You Do With A General?
In “White Christmas”, Bing Crosby croons, “What do you do with a general when he stops being a general?” For him, it was questioning how to honor a man who is no longer given the chance to do what he’s trained his whole life to do. It’s a question many have today when men and…
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