Bring Your Bathing Suit

The year was 1980, and I’d been invited to my first boy-girl party with classmates from school. It was the end of my 7th grade school year and invitations to girls-only parties had been few and far between. The addition of boys to the mix only heightened my excitement and dread. Even more anxiety inducing, however,…

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Belonging to Myself

One would think that at my age I would know where I belong.  Quite frankly, I thought I did know.  Yet I am discovering that where I belong has evolved over the years as my awareness of what it really means to belong has shifted. 

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Out of the Shadows

During my college years a group of friends and I would leave the small town in which our Baptist college was located and drive to the nearest “big city” to go dancing.

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“If You’re a Bird, I’m a Bird.”

This month I found myself reflecting on the children’s book, “Are You My Mother?” by P.D. Eastman.

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