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Together is Better
I’ve come up north to visit my mom and sisters. Timely. Necessary. Fun. The fun part is being with my sisters. We share a lot more than DNA. As different as we are from each other ( I believed I was the adopted one even though no one in my family is adopted) we connect…
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Bigger Than Bunnies; Better Than Candy
Growing up in the Midwest, I looked forward to Easter for a number of reasons. I knew it was the celebration of the resurrection of Jesus. I believed it then and hold to the truth of it even more now. Life and hope. And a party. We’d celebrate with lots of family, food and fun.…
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Soap Slap!
I have a passion for soap that comes out in a foamy cloud. It’s like a party for my hands. Mash it. Fluff it. Shape it. Play with it. Frankly it’s more fun to wash your hands the requisite amount of time–singing “Mary Had a Little Lamb”–when it feels more like play than hygiene. It’s…
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Friendship Is More Than A Fuzzy Warm Heart
As a kid, I used to create my own friends. Not the kind that live down the block, though I had some of those. Not the kind that came over to play, though they occasionally did. The kind I could talk to who would really listen. Who wouldn’t make fun of me. Who liked me…
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