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Bunnies In My Brain
I’ve been a rabbit trailer since I was little. I don’t follow them. I tend to race down paths only bunnies would wander. In conversations, I can pursue a variety of topics at any given moment. Then switch it up midstream. Often hard to follow. I usually know what I’m talking about. I’ve been known to lose my point partway…
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The Great Gift Of Grins
Life is hard. That’s a statement that most everyone would agree with. A peek at the news confirms it. Hurt and pain recognize no borders. Fear and despair have no nationality. We question our safety, the fairness of life, the limits of our paychecks. Hope can drown in our daily emotions. Until you look in the…
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Have You Reached A Verdict?
Spring Break. Not having children of this age, it shouldn’t affect me. My job, however, allows me to work with folks who do have children this age. When the kids are home, everyone gets a little break. I anticipated a slower week. Things needed doing–aren’t there always things that need doing? I’d made a loose…
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The Right Fight Will Find Us
It was one of those weekends. I’d gotten behind on things for work. I’d done the inexcusable–losing people in the cracks of my life. I was feeling pressure to get things done. Which made me feel anxious. Pressure from me–no one else. I work with grace-oriented people. I ask a lot of myself. With high expectations…
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Garbage Bag Buddies
Garbage isn’t a topic of conversation I typically pursue. Until I can’t ignore the trash. “What smells funny in here.” “I don’t smell anything.” “It stinks really bad!” I’d become that commercial. I was nose blind. There was a reason my daughter smelled something unusual. I hadn’t taken the trash out in days–it takes us…
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