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Feb 29, 2012
“Okay,” I said. “I’m finking,” he said, “of something that has feathers and wings and a beak.” He peered at me, eager, excited, anticipation tracing across his features. Would Mama
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Feb 28, 2012
It happened the other night. There I was, scrabbling around in my handbag, trying to find the Chapstick. Digging, digging, blood pressure rising… From the bowels of the closet, this
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Feb 23, 2012
I didn’t know when I said “I do” that what I was really saying was, “From here on out and forever more, I am no longer just a cheerful, carefree
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Feb 15, 2012
For me, it was the Chapstick. That’s all I wanted, rummaging there in my purse. Oh, that purse… “I need a new one,” I’d said to The Mister months ago
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Feb 08, 2012
Quiet, kind, the man with the healing hands said, “I’ve always thought that was a component of it for you.” Huh. Really? Stress turned physical, tightening muscles, pulling bones, causing
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Feb 07, 2012
Like a coal, glowing, it rests just there in my chest. Days later, I feel its warmth whenever my thoughts go back… From far-flung states, they’d come. From a far-off
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