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LAST TIME
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LAST TIME

I think often about all the places she used to go, hurrying about her day.She was the kind of woman you don’t forget—The way she dressed up even for the grocery store. That salt and pepper hair that curled just so. I imagine her dry cleaner, eyeing the Neiman Marcus cocktail dress dropped off weeks...

WHAT IF
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WHAT IF

I have never been a recipe girl. By the time I read through the directions my enthusiasm has been baked right out of the process. Literally. It’s not that I don’t appreciate details because delight is definitely in the details. But it’s the trying, not the talking, that activates my creative brain cells. There is...

WAITING ON THE WORLD
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WAITING ON THE WORLD

I waited all day for the rain to become snow. But rain has its own deception. No matter the conditions, there are things that simply can never be. And still, we wait…sometimes from the hoping, and sometimes because of things we may never understand or even know. There have been months I have waited for...

THE DRIVE
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THE DRIVE

Someone wise once told me that if you want to have a difficult conversation with your child, take him for a drive. Over decades, clocking countless hours, one boy and then another would load into the womb of our SUV and we’d wind through the canyons while I waited quietly until all the guarded and...

STAY CLOSE
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STAY CLOSE

I would look in the mirror. Bald. So strange. So severe. The Vain in me whispered, “hide,” The Victor in me shouted, “share.” We are, each of us, so exquisite, so Otherworldly. And yet we wander from the origin of our true belonging to this hunger to fit in. Bald kept me close.  It made...

TAKING TERRITORY
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TAKING TERRITORY

I live at the edge of a forest. When we lived at the beach, I used to rake the sand in front of our cottage, so I know it won’t surprise you that I rake the dirt under the trees. I have full awareness that the forest doesn’t belong to me, but I take great...

MUDDY WATERS
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MUDDY WATERS

If you stand on the very edge of the dock and gaze intently below,  your eyes can cut through nearly ten feet of green-blue water before the murky depths cloak what lies beneath. There are those who have turned “murky” into big business, their words scattering to and fro like sunlight dancing on the waves....

RE-DISCOVERING HOME
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RE-DISCOVERING HOME

I still marvel at how Ron and I just sort of fell into our mutual passion. My career in architectural design and Ron’s ability to do nearly anything became like magnets for sad houses begging for new life.  I think we all agree that there are few things more thrilling than the search for the...

i AGREE
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i AGREE

My entire life I’ve been known for my hair. I remember after attending the Senior Standouts high school assembly and receiving the award for Prettiest Hair, I drove home, ran into my mama’s room and collapsed on her bed in tears, the shame overtaking me that while others received recognition for “Best All Around,” and...