The Unbearable Heaviness of ‘Stuff’

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The collection of ‘stuff’ has been an ongoing theme in my life, and it all started with my mother. A baby born at the end of the Great Depression, Mom was a collector of everything. Born into an extremely poor rural French Catholic family, she had to leave home at age 15 to get a job and to make a way for herself in the world. Education was (and is) a luxury that the poor could simply not afford. Continue reading “The Unbearable Heaviness of ‘Stuff’”

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The Collector

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When her son was born, she carefully documented each milestone. Continue reading “The Collector”

Why Can’t We Be Friends?

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He is a dyed-in-the-wool conservative with staunch fundamental Baptist values. Continue reading “Why Can’t We Be Friends?”

I’m So Prepared for LIFE!

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When my kids were younger, every summer vacation, we would go camping with my sister and my brother-in-law. Continue reading “I’m So Prepared for LIFE!”

My Mother Was a Clean Freak

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When I was growing up, my mother was a clean freak. You could quite literally have eaten off any single inch of the flooring in my mother’s house: even the carpets. Continue reading “My Mother Was a Clean Freak”

The Woman at the Bus Stop

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I am sitting in the bus station, waiting for my daughter to arrive. I am alone except for a young mother who is sitting way over in the farthest corner. Her son is perhaps two-and-a-half, maybe three years old, and he is a handful. Continue reading “The Woman at the Bus Stop”

Locked Out of the Car, in the Middle of Nowhere…

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This summer has been a hot one for pretty much everyone in the world, based on what I hear and see on the news, and it has been devastating for so many that I try hard not to complain too much about the heat and humidity in our particular neck of the woods. But to say that I really, really dislike summer weather (and always have) is an understatement. Continue reading “Locked Out of the Car, in the Middle of Nowhere…”