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Super What?
At Christmas, when our family was together, we played a game asking crazy questions to determine what most people thought. The idea was to be in agreement with most people. One of my favorite questions asked if we were a superhero, what power would we want to have? Almost everyone said flying. I didn’t. I…
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Can’t Run From What Is
My two sisters live in Tucson, Arizona. We were all raised in the Chicago area–I escaped the snow and cold more quickly than they did. You never forget the snowstorms that, as a kid, were the invitation to snowball fights, snowmen, snow forts, and anything that had to do with wintery wonder. Of course, none…
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Do You Understand Me?
photo courtesy of the National Cancer Institute on Unsplash They’d worked for weeks on their parts, practicing tirelessly, with giggles and squirms in between lines. They were to perform for the whole group of us–parents and friends grinning ear to ear with each child who rose to recite what they’d learned. They were sharing a…
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The Shaming Game
photo courtesy of Ildar Garifullin on Unsplash When we bought a car several years ago, it was one of those purchases made of necessity. Our old car had literally given up the ghost. It shimmied like a disco dancer and then periodically lost power. The car we chose had newer gadgets than we were used…
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Who Helps You Across?
photo courtesy of obi-pixel7propix on Unsplash Her name was Donna, and I got to know her pretty well. When my children were little and just learning to ride their bikes to school, I’d ride with them to the corner, and Donna would be there, her orange crossing guard vest worn proudly, waiting to help my…
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