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A Fresh Start I realized this last year that I have now lived here longer than my Mom did. That...

Showing Us That We Are Loved It was late July and except for a few fluffy, white clouds the sky...

Gentler Lights I knew it was going to be a bad fireworks season this year when I saw so many...

Three Hugs Last week my son, JJ, and I were in the grocery store trying to pick up another week’s...

What Is Enough Ever since I was a boy I have been an avid reader. I have read and been...

Looking Towards Home When I was a little boy my Mom, Dad, brothers and I all lived in my Nana’s...

Better Angels A few weeks ago I stopped at a light by an intersection on my way home. I glanced...

Giving To Those In Need My son, daughter, and I all needed new glasses this year, so after searching for...

Miss Stacey My son works at a local sheltered workshop for the handicapped a couple of days a week. On...

Another Close Call When I was in college I didn’t own a car, so whenever I visited home for the...