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(Here I am around age 5 with two of my first kittens. It was always love at first sight.) Instinct led her to lift the small mewing creature with pin-prick paws to her chest, pressing it close to where her own heart beat. And instinct bade the poor kitten...
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Make new friends, but keep the old, one is silver and the other’s gold. I visited my daughter’s Brownie troop this past December to teach the girls how to make fresh-cut evergreen swags. The craft went quickly; before long it was time to wrap...
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The cornfield across the street preparing for its winter nap. The only way I can get my three year old twins to nap is by joining them. It started last week, the day after a horrid night of fevers and chills that kept the littlest one and me up until...
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(This picture was taken by my husband – the night sky over the corn field across the street from us – isn’t he amazing?) When the grief you carry wears your face into a thousand heavy lines, when the sadness feels like a...
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I met Kimberly Ann Coyle though an online (in) courage discussion group for writers. She and a host of other writers are in the long haul of blogging for 31 days straight through the month of October. Every blogger chooses a topic of focus and digs...
