Looking pain in the eye

It was time to confront her. I suspected it would be one of the hardest–and weirdest–conversations I would ever have. I was right. Knocking on the door of pain is…
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It was time to confront her. I suspected it would be one of the hardest–and weirdest–conversations I would ever have. I was right. Knocking on the door of pain is…
Read moreThe seeds were packaged for 2008. I should have cleaned out the garage long ago and thrown them out. But I didn’t. Only this spring of 2013 did I plant…
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I’m still prejudiced. Sometimes I get this false notion I’ve outgrown it. Oh, how wrong I am. It doesn’t take much to prove it. How about a Saturday morning at…
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The laundry door cracked open. I could see her inside tenderly folding each piece of clothing more gingerly than I fold my own family’s clothes. When she had put all…
Read moreThe song had already been planned. Been practiced. And now been sung. “It’s Not Over” – a powerful one. But for this Sunday morning, although we didn’t know it yet,…
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I want to change seats. I had been trying to do a good thing, but on second thought, it’s too much for me. It’s the smell. I walk into Outdoor…
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