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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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Windows That Don’t Need Cleaning
I have a funny, wise-cracking optometrist. A generation behind mine, he finds great joy in telling me I have old eyes. They go with the rest of the old me. I was seeing him (no pun intended) for a checkup for those old eyes. My contacts felt scratchy, my glasses were the wrong prescription. Seeing…
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A Mom By Any Other Name
This was meant to be sent the day after Mother’s Day, but with my lack of tech savvy, it didn’t happen. We’ll give it a go again. We’ve all got one. We all got here the same way. And whether the experience was positive, negative or neutral, the story in that relationship impacts all of…
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So Many Choices, So Few Good Decisions
I looked at her plate. It was definitely colorful. “So, you’re really going to eat that?” “Yup! And then I’m gonna have dessert!” Eight-year-old Sydney skipped away, M&M’s flying off the side of her plate. Of course she was skipping. The anticipation of that much candy had her sugar levels rocketing off to a grand…
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