Tag: pride
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Who Should I Ask?
photo courtesy of Crina Miriam Cretu on Unsplash I can’t pick out a decent watermelon to save my hide. For years, I’ve been told that you thump the melon and listen for a hollow sound. So I thump away, each and every watermelon. I have no idea what hollow sounds like. I could literally play…
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Remember
photo courtesy of Chad Madden on Unsplash Growing up, my sisters and I were part of our local Brownie and Girl Scout troops. It was something Mom encouraged us to do, and being obedient little girls, we entered the scouting program, with weekly meetings, and learning the rules and pledges of the organization. And every…
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Eating Humble Pie
Debby and I hadn’t spent time together for about thirteen years. She lives in the frozen north, think Ohio, and my playground is Orlando. When she asked if I’d accompany her to visit her daughter, son-in-law, and two grandchildren in Hungary, I heartily agreed. She hadn’t travelled overseas, and with my limited experience, the two…
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Almost But Not Quite
Almost three years old, Kolly has a strong sense of autonomy. She observes older kids and adults doing things that catch her fancy, and she becomes bound and determined to do the same. Her mom got her a pair of sunglasses. Just like Mom’s. No amount of explaining or trying to turn them around for…
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What Will It Take?
The older I’ve gotten, the more I realize I default to personal sustainability. I hate to ask for help, not because I think I can do it all, but because I hate putting others out. Part of that is my story. Mom would tell us to fulfill all obligations and never owe anyone. Whether it…
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