Here’s the truth: no one is harder on me than me.
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cultivating the beautiful ordinary by sharing our tales and our tables
Here’s the truth: no one is harder on me than me.
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My parents asked me if I had any questions. But, I simply nodded no and told them I understood what was happening.
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“Wanna come up?” “Netflix and chill tonight?” “What about friends with benefits?”
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“My family and I are looking for sex.”
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Today, I ran the vacuum cleaner close to where my nephew Andrew was reading, in my own house, at mid-day. I had every right to clean, but what tumbled reflexively from my core was, “Oh, I am so sorry.”
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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.
Read MoreMy 33-year-old son will be released from prison in November.
Read MoreI live with a fair amount of restlessness coursing through my veins.
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I just heard a story about an 18 month old who woke from her nap and called out from her crib with joy filled expectancy, “see me, see me!”
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What is freedom?
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