We’ve done all sorts of things to it. Used it, saved it, ruminated on it, even tried to conquer it,…
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Recovery
Waiting Room.
Being a Big Sister to the little children at Sunday School has been one of the most phenomenal experiences. Though…
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Final Destination.
Hot, tight and smoggy, one easily feels like a green bean being rattled silly within a hard metal shaker, fried…
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Eternal Infancy.
Do it again. Do it again. Please, can we do it again.A child sits on a swing and lunges his…
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Yellow
Lemons and daffodils. Butter and honey and sweet custard. Tropical mangoes and golden sashes. And of happiness and eggnog and…
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Kingdoms Lost, Kingdoms Found.
I remember that I nearly dropped the picnic basket when it caught my eye. I was lugging an entire basketful…
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