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She left us quickly, unexpectedly, four years ago this month. One of the things I miss most about my mother…

Many of you may not know that this author is—underneath all the words—a numbers gal. I couldn’t get enough of…

A tornado wiped out the entire homestead where my father lived as a child, while the family huddled in the…

After someone is gone, sometimes it’s the most random memories that keep showing up.  Even today I can feel the…

While hanging out with my granddaughter Hazel at a park a few weeks ago, we watched an ant moving a…

I moseyed through the screen door into my familiar backyard that late, slow summer afternoon. The door didn’t latch, but…