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When Is It Not Good To Hit A Pony?
Isley, my granddaughter, just turned three. Of course she’s anticipated three since right after her second birthday. But now she gets to add that third finger, and all is right with the world. A family party was held to celebrate this auspicious occasion. Games were planned. A cake was made to look like a turtle.…
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When Life is Taken for Granted
It was pretty dramatic for me. I hadn’t expected it to turn out quite as it did. A haircut and color. Shorter, lighter than I had expected. I did a double-take when I looked in the mirror. Of course, by that time, it was already a done deal. But hair thankfully grows. And I thought,…
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I’ve Been Friended!
Friends are the adjectives in the stories of our lives. They can know you so well that, at times, you don’t even have to say anything for them to know what you’re thinking. A look, a glance, a shoulder shrug communicates volumes. They’re the safe places to fall when we’re floundering. The support we need…
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It’s a Lot Easier to Hide Than it is to Seek
We’ve lived in Florida longer than I can imagine, and we’d never taken the time to take the boat tour in this town to the north of us. It was delightful! Historical homes, lush greenery, canals that wound around bent old trees. I was in such awe during the whole hour of the tour that…
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Fear of Falling
When I was a kid, there were no such things as bike helmets. (Yes, I am a dinosaur.) We rode our bikes with reckless abandon down hillsides and dirt paths without having the proper wheels for such endeavors. We’d crash into each other on a regular basis. I remember once wiping out on gravel while…
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