Tag: fear
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The Year The Bunny Went AWOL
As a child, Easter was a time of chocolate eggs (I couldn’t stand those with marshmallows in them), jelly beans, and a family gathering with my Mom’s relatives, all of whom lived in the Chicago area. The Easter Bunny was very real to me; it didn’t matter that I couldn’t understand how he acquired eggs…
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Dare You To Step Over The Line
At two and a half, Brooklyn has some specific ideas of what her life should look like. Not uncommon with a firstborn. She’s been around adults a lot, and she’s been spoken to in a conversational mode that reflects more of an adult bent than baby talk. Her enunciation and vocabulary amaze me. One dear…
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I Don’t Do Slither
I felt it and reacted before I ever saw what it was. While mowing our backyard, near our pond, I felt something wind around my ankles, slithering slowly. My response was not slow. Hanging onto the mower with one hand, I jumped, danced and screamed. When I glanced down I saw movement in the grass…
Tip of My Iceberg 