I’ll admit. I could have gone for a late Easter this year. I wanted one more week (or three) to color eggs, search for…
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I’m still addressing Christmas cards, two packages for friends are rattling around the back of my car, I sent all the gifts for my…
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It was a quieter Thanksgiving. Simply everyone who lives at home (and Madi of course).
Exercising Covid caution, Ben and Sammie and Fritzie made…
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“Hi Mom,” I could hear Gabe’s excitement crackling over the phone line. “Whatcha doing? Want to get Dad on the phone?”
Just a week earlier,…
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We arrived at exactly the wrong time.
Dressed in t-shirts and sweats, Erik carried the faded grocery store flowers, I clutched a card and…