cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
Her text came at 4:45 p.m. “There is a shooter in the mall.” “I’m safe.” “In the back.” “Our gate is closed, and everyone is out of sight.” I was standing in my closet, trying to decide what to wear to a party we were set to attend. As much for myself as for her,…
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I felt tired, unusually tired. It was early December and I had figured the two trips we had taken in late October and early November plus the holiday schedule were responsible for my lack of energy. Two weeks later that tiredness was accompanied by feelings of nausea when I brushed my teeth in the morning.…
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I have had many unexpected rushes of emotions the past few months with the sale of our home of 17 years and a move to our temporary housing situation while we wait to build a home nearby.
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