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Stinginess Doesn’t Pay
They were coming. We had to prepare. Our oldest grandson is coming home for spring break–and he’s bringing thirteen of his closest friends with him. When you go to school in northern Indiana, the warmth of Florida in March is inviting. We’re thrilled to have them come; our home was built to house our six…
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What Are You Feeling?
Passport pictures are definitely not Glamour Shots. I went in recently to renew my passport; I needed a new photo. It wasn’t a pleasant experience. I tend to smile when a camera faces me. I don’t have an easily accessible straight face. For passports, smiles aren’t acceptable. For some reason, it messes up facial recognition.…
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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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