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Blame It On The Bands
It’s all because of the bands. No instruments involved. These were rain bands from post-tropical cyclone Nestor. I didn’t even know there was a cyclone Nestor. But his angry, thrashing rain made driving almost impossible. And I was just riding. My daughter and I were heading to a gathering early on Saturday. I graciously turned…
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I Am The Deer Watcher
“Let’s practice so I know you’re watching. What happens when you see a deer?” I yelled, “Deer!” And we both laughed. Sounds ridiculous. But my twin and I were driving to Wisconsin to visit our little sister; she lives in the north woods. Legitimately. It isn’t merely autumn in full bloom up there; it’s deer…
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The Hilarity Games
The competition was high; the stakes were massive. The rules of the games were being laid out with the detail required by a serious endeavor. Clarifying questions were asked so rules would be followed–no one wanted to be disqualified. Candy was at stake. It was our yearly Fun Day. Instead of deeper, more reflective…
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I Found Him!
He wasn’t physically or mentally lost. He was still operating with all his faculties. But he felt lost to me. We hadn’t connected well with him in quite some time. My husband’s job has been really busy of late. A smattering of travel, a plethora of meetings, responsibilities that grab his attention and his…
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