life
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I have often been told I am a dreamer, and honestly, I cannot deny the charge. If dreaming were a minor offense, I would be guilty with glitter on my hands and clouds in my pockets. I have always had what some might call a dreamy outlook on life—part imagination, part wonder, part “look at…
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A love letter to home, independence, birdseed, and the little inventions that keep a body going… I suppose when you reach a certain age, you ought to have purchased more than one thing that turned out to be a blessing. If you have lived long enough, moved enough, learned enough, and maybe limped through a…
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Because apparently listening has become a competitive sport, and most of us forgot to train, and some of us don’t know how to laugh… Misunderstandings are one of those universal life experiences, right up there with losing your keys while holding them, walking into a room and forgetting why, and pretending you understood what someone…
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Somewhere along the way, life quietly moved into our phones. Not all at once, of course. It started innocently enough: check the weather, pay a bill, maybe order something you forgot at the store. Then suddenly there we were, living in what I like to call the Deep App State—that mysterious place where bills get…
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Reading has always been a form of travel for me. I can be sitting in my favorite chair, wearing socks that absolutely do not match, and suddenly I am walking cobblestone streets, crossing windswept fields, or standing at the edge of some ancient cliff with my imagination doing all the heavy lifting. Books do that.…
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The rambling insight of an ole’ woman who lives in the swamp… I have been making changes lately. Not that anybody would notice, mind you. Or if they have, they have done the polite southern thing and acted like they did not see a thing. The children, and a few other brave souls, have become…
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I have lived through enough technology “upgrades” to know that progress is both a miracle and a menace. It gives us maps in our pockets, cameras in our phones, and music on command. It also gives us passwords we forget, chargers we lose, and the strange modern panic of realizing our cell phone battery is…
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Why we make them, why some sound almost respectable, and why Daddy was right…We have all made excuses. Some of us make them politely. Some of us make them creatively. A few folks make them with the confidence of a courtroom attorney defending a raccoon caught in a pantry at midnight. An excuse is often…
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Why who we become is less “either/or” and more “both, constantly, forever.” We love a good debate. Coffee or tea. Cats or dogs. Pineapple on pizza or immediate culinary exile. So naturally, when it comes to human personality, we’ve tried to turn it into a match-up too… nature versus nurture. But the truth is, “Nature…
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Today was one of those rare, holy little gifts… a day off with no hurry attached to it. No alarm hollering at me like it had been personally offended. No shoes needing to be found in a panic. No coffee being gulped down like medicine. Just me, the morning, and the kind of quiet that…
