If hard things come in threes, I’m done. The loss of my Daddy, the fight with my son and a…
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A Baby Step
Recently my writing friend Michelle, asked me a harmless question. “What’s happening with your memoir?” Unprepared, I choked out…
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Work in Process
Nothing, I repeat nothing exposes a control freak quite like someone telling you what to do in the face uncertainty. I…
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Groundhog Day
Did you miss it? Come on… shame on you. Completely overshadowed by the super bowl, this past Sunday was…
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Grit
Pickle Ball I signed up. My gym offered a pickle ball class for newbies, and yesterday I showed up. I’ve…
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