Well, would you? I posed this question to my Facebook friends last week. I asked: “If your neighbor rang the doorbell in a panic and told you their child was in danger of dying…
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I painted over my son’s boyhood. With a dip and a roll, I watched with detached sorrow – as if I wasn’t the one doing it – and covered his childish fantasy with a…
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Have you ever thought about the power of the conjunction? A conjunction connects words, phrases, or clauses.It builds bridges between words, pathways linking words that may have otherwise never been united.One of my favorite…
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My husband needs a haircut. Sorry, honey. But you do. He was going to cut it over the weekend but the haircut place he usually frequents closed down. He walked back in the house…
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My eyes were glued to the television. The house was dark and quiet with the exception of my husband’s snores and an occasional rumble of thunder in the distance. The storm was coming. I…