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[serialposts]I come from a long line of food lovers, and some of my strongest memories are connected to family kitchens I remember in snap-shot snippets. It's no surprise to me that I feel closest to God when I bake. It was only last year when I felt Him smile at me...
We're at Steak 'n Shake. "Takhomasak," gleams the neon sign over the counter. It was years before I "got" it. I'd frown. "Tahk'-oh-mah'-sak." I'd say it slow. I'd say it fast. It sounded Japanese. "Car, table, counter, or takhomasak?" Ooooh. "Take home a sack." Duh!...
It’s hard work these days – with joints that flare and lungs that clog - to leave the comforts of home, so if you ask me why I’m compelled to push through the pain and hobble about with a camera, the short answer is this... For his invisible attributes, namely, his...
It's the morning after the morning we remembered the mourning and celebrated the Morning. D has risen early again, because it's Monday and time to move into a new week of busyness as usual. I want to burrow down under white down, but there's a light that shines in the...
I stretch out on the blue carpet in front of the family room fireplace, palms...
She'd just climbed up and in when it fell apart and down. The neighbor man...
"O Lord and Master of my life, take from me the spirit of sloth, despair, lust...
I'm curled up with my cream-colored plush throw to read in preparation for a...
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