If you can't see it, is it real?
Our world is shrinking. This isn’t a surprise. Awareness of world events brought about by social media is as natural today as snail mail was the norm decades ago. Yet I’m still filled with wonder when I find myself surrounded by new and different. Growing up in the Midwest, the heartland of America, there was…
It had been on my bucket list for years. I didn’t want to do it alone, so I kept putting it off. Made excuses. Didn’t want to spend the money. Dear friends gave me a gift certificate for my birthday. I got to go skydiving. I have no idea why the idea of jumping from…
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I had to pick the coldest time of year to come to Chicago. My sisters and I rendezvoused at my twin’s home in Tinley Park. I wanted to see Mom, whose capacity to snub her nose at Father Time has been quite remarkable. She’d recently had a bad fall, and I wanted to see her.…
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It’s been over a year since we redid our home. Repainted. Re-floored. Refreshed what was old and broken down. In the process, we removed all the pictures and doodads from the walls. Not that there’d been a lot of rhyme or reason to how things went up in the first place. But it all came…
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Tip of My Iceberg