I had a dream. It was a nightmare really – for me anyway. In my dream I was standing beside a lunchroom-style table full of children. The children down the table from me were…
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“I need to order some insulin.” Holding the phone with my shoulder, I tossed some clothes in the wash and waited for the customer service representative from my mail order prescription company to reply.…
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“No, don’t want that one,” my two-year-old told me. “I need my fresh blankie.” I stared in confusion at three identical blankets in my daughter’s bed, wondering which one qualified as fresh… Join me…
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I went to the beach and brought back the world’s worst souvenir. To be honest, I didn’t select it. It wasn’t among the thousands of postcards, shell jewelry boxes, airbrushed tee shirts, tiny plastic…
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I should have known when he showed up with Levi’s and roses he was a keeper – the Levi’s on his hips and the flowers in his hands. It was my birthday or close…