dailyprompt
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They say adulthood begins at eighteen, as if the universe hands you a cake, a voter registration card, and a complimentary stack of bills. Some people feel grown at sixteen. Some are still waiting at forty-two. For me, adulthood had been lurking in the background long before eighteen, pacing quietly through the shadows of my…
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A love letter to the places that feed both body and soul… Asking someone to name the best restaurant in town is a little like asking them to name the best song ever written, the best porch to sit on, or the best way to make cornbread. You can try to make it official, you…
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There is a peculiar little hobby most of us practice without ever signing up for it… Replaying old decisions like home movies and wondering if we could have edited the ending. We ask, What if I had known? What if I had chosen differently? What if I could have warned myself how this would all…
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Because I am never satisfied with simple… Let’s dream deeper. Some people dream of dinner with movie stars, royalty, or long-lost relatives. Me? I want a table crowded with authors, the sort of gathering where the coffee gets cold, the candles burn low, and the food grows cold. I feel that nobody would even notice…
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When strangers remind us that the world may not be so lost after all… Every now and then, a stranger reaches through the noise of the world and presses the little button inside of me that says, See? All is not lost. I grew up being told to have faith in people because they will…
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A letter, because ME is wordy and chatty, I hope finds its way backward through the smoke and fire of the world… Dear Present Me, I know you are tired. Not the ordinary kind of tired that can be fixed with a nap, a strong cup of coffee, or one of those inspirational mugs. I…
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Some meals blur into the hum of travel. Others arrive with a silver spoon, a rainstorm, and a dessert that literally catches fire. I still remember my first brunch at Brennan’s in New Orleans as if the courtyard were framed in glass just for us. We were on vacation in our motorhome, headed toward Mexico,…
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A short, serious little rant about common sense, change-counting, and the lost art of knowing how life actually works… At this point in the world’s evolution, I sometimes wonder what schools are teaching anymore. I do not say that to insult teachers, many of them are doing heroic work with too little time, too many…
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Rambling on about My Wonky Little Furry Family…. I am dog people. Always have been. Not “I like dogs” people. Not “aw, what a cute puppy” people. I mean dog people—the kind who can spot a mutt across a parking lot and immediately begin wondering about his backstory, his snack preferences, and whether he has…
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My mother used to say, “Advice is free, but you still have to be careful to take only what is worth having.” At the time, I thought that sounded like something mothers say when they are trying to keep you from making a mess of your life, and at that time, I was usually very…
