Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Indulgence
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The key to a successful marriage is having at least a few things in common. For Tom and me, the list includes visiting Civil War battlegrounds, watching 'Breaking Bad', hiking… and eating. Especially desserts. Especially Cyclops Cookies. It's his mom's fault. And I thank her profusely. I remember that first Christmas, before we…
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Instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers, why not gather your own bouquet? ~ unknown For the first time in almost a week, I went for a walk with my puppies this morning. I had a chance to work at the elementary school, but I turned it down, and I've only…
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As she has for more than ten years, my sister joined me and my girlfriends at the beach this past weekend. From my earliest memory, Brenda has been my closest friend, and, along with my mother, my role model and inspiration. Despite the eight years between us and my bratty personality, when I was…
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I just returned from my annual retreat with girlfriends to the coast – our 13th or 14th now, I can't remember which – where the sight and sound of the ocean renews my soul and invigorates my spirit. The bonding of girlfriends… the food… the kiss of the sun on my skin… the birds and…
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"Are you someone's grandmother?" he asked as soon as I walked into the classroom. I had to have him repeat it before I understood. My hearing isn't so great anymore plus he was missing his two front teeth! "No, I'm your substitute teacher." I could feel the air fizzling out of my bubble…the 1977…
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Tom and I are off to immerse ourselves in 1977. In other words, we're going to my 35th high school reunion. (That number just slips through my brain without even registering – I can't be old enough to be out of school that long!) Tonight I'll go on a tour of my old high school…
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Lord, take me where you want me to go;Let me meet who you want me to meet;Tell me what you want me to say; andKeep me out of your way. – Fr. Mychal Judge, FDNY (died 9/11/01) Every year in late September, early October, I head to the coast with a group of…
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We stood on a small hill Friday night, Tom and I, waiting for the Blue Moon to make its appearance. This hill is just a small rise in a neighborhood down the road. A weathered asphalt road, gated at the bottom, winds to the top. I guess someone planned to build a home up there,…
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There is something about the outside of a horse that is good for the inside of a man. ~Winston Churchill Forty-three years ago I said goodbye to Clyde, our beautiful Welsh pony. Well, technically Clyde was my brother's horse, but I loved him, and spent hours (it seemed) loping through the horse pasture…
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