This Saturday morning Ian was up on his own accord with a smile much larger than a 6am clock warranted. He…
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You’ve always been mine. Love, Jesus
True story…. (Names, except mine, have been changed to protect the innocent) Debbie’s Journal Entry…February 1977 Dear diary, The…
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The Flimsy Promise of a Mask
Way back when Halloween 2000 was memorable. Ian, 4 1/2, was recovering from his 2nd brain bleed and his first…
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“Nothing, Really.”
My daddy was the one who named me, apparently after Debbie Reynolds, his favorite actress. My siblings each have names…
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It was just a question
What’s up for you this summer? The question was completely harmless. And yet it sent me into a tailspin. I…
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