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The Change Train Is Moving
I knew they’d have to do it eventually. I didn’t want them to. Cal, at four, had a head full of fun curls. He’d gotten trims in his brief life, but no one had been tempted to rid him of his curly locks. It did need to happen. He struggled with seeing because of the…
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It’s Only Just Beginning
When the egg was broken open by clumsy fingers, The yolk had become dark like chocolate Oozing out with a sweet metallic scent, Unexpected but not unpleasant. Fingers swirled in the dark silk, Dipping it out, inspecting it closely, Not daring to taste. Knowing that in the tasting came the consequences. He said, “It is…
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The Rabbit Always Listens
I have a passion for children’s books. A highlight of my day was reading to my own children before they went to bed. Introducing them to unique characters, rhyme, and storylines that piqued their imaginations. One of my new favorites is “The Rabbit Listened”, by Cori Doerrfeld. A young boy experiences the loss of something…
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Not Who They Appear To Be
When she came out on stage, I couldn’t recognize her. Isley was part of her school production of “Madagascar Junior”, a musical representation of the DreamWorks Animation movie about a group of four zoo animals that escape captivity and end up in Madagascar. For those of you unfamiliar with the movie, the four penguins–Skipper, Kowalski,…
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Broken Is Beautiful
They’re called mother-in-law’s tongue, a green plant that flourishes in Florida. I’ve found it’s something I really can’t kill. My lack of gardening skills has been the death sentence for so many beautiful plants, herbs, and flowers that we’ve attempted to grow. This has thrived. Thriving is proven in the broken pot it was planted…
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