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By the time we were scheduled to get phone and Internet service, two days after the MOVE, we had already spent one night curled backwards on the love seat watching “Frasier” and “Better Off Ted” on the laptop that sat...
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Anxiety hit at the same time consciousness did, dense and heavy, suffocating. Raising my head a few inches from my crumpled pillow, I reached with blind hands toward the snooze button in an effort to beat back the day. Almost simultaneously, reflexively, as...
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I believe that when you have a problem, you talk it over with your priest, or your tailor, or the mute elevator porter at your men’s club, and you take that problem and crush it with your mind vice. But for lesser beings like curly-haired men and people who need...
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“Where there’s surrender, synchoronicity tends to follow . . .” Cynthia Bourgeault After binge-cleaning and crashing with an episode of Glee late the night before, we woke to the sound of the twins hooting and hollering in their cribs and the...
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I heard a thump as the van rounded the corner and looked up to see Jack and Annie slide down the windshield landing tucked behind the wiper blades. They were followed shortly by Ivy + Bean as I slammed on the brakes and leapt out of the driver’s seat. The...
