Lately I have been trying to hold moonbeams in my hand. I’ve been clinging to the noonday’s shadows, dancing in the wind, wishing I could feel its hand on the small of…
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“I think I’m going to give alcoholism a try,” I say only half-kidding. “I think I’ll just drink myself into a stupor for the next two weeks until I board the plane…
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My Dearest Rebekah, Here is the letter I’ve been promising to write you, all about Love. It’s a love story and we’re part of it, but it’s not really our story. It’s…
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Once in awhile I’ll get an email from a woman on the brink of something she’s not exactly sure of yet. She’s at a crossroads of sorts. “Should I take the leap…
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“Calm and centered. Harmonious.” Words a friend just used to describe me. I laugh at the irony, grateful for her perspective. These days I feel anything but. All of my nerves are…
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Little hands hold mine on either side of me, swinging my arms wildly and looking up with big grins. They have me wrapped around their little fingers. I walk them back to…