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Yesterday, I worked in my yard. I pulled weeds. I gathered branches and sticks knocked down and strewn across my yard by recent storms. I tugged and pulled and cut and clawed at a stubborn honeysuckle...
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So I was looking through things I’ve written in recent months, sorting through a trail of emotional breadcrumbs, dropped along paths strewn with love and loss, and more ups and downs than I feel...
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When I was nine years old, my family moved from our small community in the St. Louis area to a small, blue collar suburb in Iowa. My dad was a traveling paint salesman, my mom a secretary, and moving...
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I woke up this morning to the sound of rain playing a steady rhythm on my roof. Wrapped in layers of quilts and pillows, I lay there silently for a while, enjoying the moment, my little dog curled...
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Stopping the Cycle of Human Trafficking
As I lay in bed fighting leg cramps in a dark Texas motel room, the familiar sound of an incoming email on my iPhone stirred me into consciousness. With one hand shielding the phone’s bright light from...
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Thoughts on Surrender
My ego recently underwent an ass-kicking. Seriously. Like, the suckerpunch-in-the-gut, fall-to-your-knees kind. The long and short of it is that there was a guy, then there wasn’t a guy. Anyone who has...
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Work
Yesterday, I worked in my yard. I pulled weeds. I gathered branches and sticks knocked down and strewn across my yard by recent storms. I tugged and pulled and cut and clawed at a stubborn honeysuckle...
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Four Things I’ve Learned from Feeling It All
So I was looking through things I’ve written in recent months, sorting through a trail of emotional breadcrumbs, dropped along paths strewn with love and loss, and more ups and downs than I feel...
View ArticleClik here to view.
F*ck all those Feely Feelings
I recently joined several writers’ groups to, you know, surround myself with like-minded people to keep me inspired and focused. I love the exchange of ideas and the genuine, heartfelt sharing that...
View ArticleClik here to view.
A Light in the Wind
When I was nine years old, my family moved from our small community in the St. Louis area to a small, blue collar suburb in Iowa. My dad was a traveling paint salesman, my mom a secretary, and moving...
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The Darkest of Storms
I woke up this morning to the sound of rain playing a steady rhythm on my roof. Wrapped in layers of quilts and pillows, I lay there silently for a while, enjoying the moment, my little dog curled...
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