Over three weeks now she shoots up from a dead sleep all panicked, convinced her legs are running away. So…
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A Weekend to Know
When a local friend calls at 7:30am Monday morning from the airport in Dallas, I know something is wrong. She…
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When You Wonder If It’s All Worth It
The hospital powers-that-me let me lay on the gurney with Faith, and off we rolled from the surgery prep room…
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I Love You More Than Pecan Pie
Last week was one that had me behind before opening my Irish green eyes on Monday morning. Sick kids, multiple…
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When a Recovering Bossoholic Needs to Be Out of Control
Five bowls of apple pie with ice cream sit waiting to be gobbled, but only two people fill chairs…
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When You Want to Chuck the Yuck
I know good and well there is a season for everything under heaven. But frankly, I wish we could…
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