Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Friendship
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I've been snapping pictures like crazy since about the time I learned to write in cursive, with any camera I could get my hands on, from instamatics and a hand-me-down black and white Scout camera, courtesy of one of my siblings, to an Olympus 35mm Tom bought me – and that was subsequently stolen from…
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I rolled into Galveston after dark. It was the final section of the I-45 Time Tunnel I'd been traveling for almost an hour, seeing each of the sites clearly despite nightfall. Perhaps better, because the darkness blocked reality, allowing me to see each place as I remembered it… …there was Almeda Mall and its movie…
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The sun finally broke through the clouds today… both those above my head and the ones in my heart. I can think about Frankie, imagine him in his place at the French doors and even look at his pictures without crying, thanks to friends who have shown such compassion and understanding of my sorrow.…
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I didn't sleep much last night. My eyes popped open at 1am and Frankie was on my mind, of course. But I woke with the memory of his closed eyes and my own words… "There were no marks on Frankie. No blood." I remembered his time-stiffened body, the dogs greeting us on the porch……
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There's nothing more terrible than finding the lifeless body of something – someone – you love. Frankie didn't meet my car when TG and I pulled up this afternoon, but I thought I heard him answer from the woods when I called his name. I went down to the house, greeted the dogs, gave them…
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Chapter 1 "Home of the Fighting Deer" Once upon a time two teenagers walked the halls of the same high school, yet somehow never crossed paths. For four years! Not one single time! Despite mutual friends… despite rooting for the same teams, sitting in the same bleachers, eating in the same cafeteria… this gorgeous blonde and…
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I'm a girl from the suburbs. I grew up with sidewalks, with the option of jumping on my bike to go anywhere I wanted to go, but with an illusion born of desire that the horse pasture across the street was "the country" (anyone else ever fish for crawdads in a sewage ditch?) Down our…
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…to get your name in for the $100 Visa gift card drawing sponsored by BlogHer and Gain. It's so easy to enter… just click here to go to my Contests/Reviews blog, Long Hollow Conversations, and leave a brief comment telling me about a relationship you have that brings out the best in you. I'll choose…
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Like many other Americans, I've been zipping around this weekend, celebrating graduations and friendships. This afternoon I'll be relaxing lakeside and sipping on a frozen margarita. But over it all, I'm trying to keep in mind the Big Reason for this holiday – remembering those who gave their lives to keep our country free, or…
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