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She told him, “When I was in college I read a folktale about a father pursuing a son who’d run far away, from one world to the next. The father called to him, ‘Please come back!’ But his son looked across the great gulf between them and shouted...
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I sat in the living room last week rocking my poor, sick, sleeping boy and watched while his twin brother explored a small wooden chair. He walked diligently to the book basket, chose a board book, then toddled quickly over to the chair. Placing the...
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(Tuesday was my thirteenth wedding anniversary and in the wintry slump of sick kids, it was tempting to feel a little discouraged. And yet, there remains, between my husband and I, much to be encouraged about. This post is for my husband, whom I...
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One day Bartholomew was grumpy . . . His ears were cold. “Wrap your scarf around your ears to keep them warm, ” said George. But Bartholomew was still grumpy. His legs felt too stumpy. “I’ll carry you,” said George. At home,...
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The following post was accepted for publication by Sheloves/Magazine, where the voices and stories of women from all over the world are published every day. You can start reading here, then click over to read the rest of the post. Enjoy! * ...
