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“Look, there’s a dragonfly.” He points into the water. We’ve been hiking deep along less traveled paths. We’ve climbed up and over even as the rain drips off hoods and jeans turn dark and cling to legs. I’ve thought about Lynnette’s words as she held the bear skull...
It shatters my slumber, the voice through the monitor. "Gramma. Gramma!" It's still dark. Sigh. Why can't she pull her own blanket up or reach the pillow from the floor? I scootch up high and swing legs over and around the cat. I palm the walls, slide heel-toe down...
I’ve found God in a lot of places. I’ve heard sermons while sitting beneath large mango trees, sung hymns in dimly-lit hospital chapels, and listened to shouted testimonies of God’s love while riding in the back of a pickup. I’ve chased goats and chickens from behind...
Grace has brought a blue-topped spiral notebook as well as two big containers—one of markers, one of crayons. She’s drawn a yellow sun in the left corner, and I smile because the prelude was called “Sun of my Soul.” We missed the prelude. “Be sure to put the top back...
The deer, they tell us, come right up to the windows. My parents did, after...
Sometimes ordinary moms turns into mama-bears. Just threaten our children and...
We sit in a parking lot near the lumber yard while the car shakes with my...
It’s only a one-mile loop, this Dry Marsh Trail. I can handle that, even in...
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