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The More We Own The Less We Have to Name If we had only one coat, we would call it Warm, but if we got another, it would not be Warmer, just our other coat, and if we bought, borrowed, stole or...
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“Slow down.” These words rise from heart to head each morning as I wake. I hear them walking away from a networking meeting at the small, brick café down the street. I hear them when the kids whirl around the kitchen like snowflakes in a blizzard and it’s...
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When the twins were first born they both fit in one single stroller and routinely fell asleep tangled together. They sit side-by-side on the paper covered exam table, ready for their annual pediatric well-visit. Clothed...
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This is not my laundry pile. But it could be . . . if you multiplied what’s here times three. Her house wasn’t just small, it was tiny. The shower was quirky and a litter box sat behind a curtain in the bathroom. The kitchen wasn’t much more...
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Photo Credit In the rush between dinner and dessert, in the harried press to Get-These-Kids-to-Bed, four-year-old Isaiah remembers. Running through the house, he shouts, “Guys! We need to do our yeaves!” // My family is growing leaves again this...
