“Forever is composed of nows” ~Emily Dickinson I find myself quoting Emily often these days. By most accounts, she was…
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Thinking
In Need of a Little Hope
“Hope is the thing with feathers, that perches in the soul, and sings the tune without the words and never…
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Losing a Friend and Finding Her Again
We were inseparable from the beginning. We slept at each other’s houses and traded our deepest, darkest, thirteen-year-old secrets. We…
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Friendship: What I Learned by Racing Side by Side
My husband wrangled me, our teenage daughter, and our three best friends to participate in some sort of mud-filled obstacle…
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Transitions and How We Make Them: Three Things to Remember
I sat cross-legged on my mat in the exercise room surrounded by glass, feeling as conspicuous as a single fish…
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Sunshine and Somersaults
Nine girls giggling, squealing, splashing. Nine girls laughing hard and diving long into the deep end. Nine girls bearing brightly…
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