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I go to the gym five days a week to torture myself. Why? Well 15 years ago it was about having the sculpted body for all the ladies to swoon over me, not that it ever happened, but it was a goal nonetheless. When I realized that I was getting nowhere with that...
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...
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...
Have you ever been scared? Not just a little scared or just said that you were scared to death of something, but really scared. The kind of scared where you're genuinely afraid for your life? I have. I was a young guy, about 17 years old and in my junior year of high...
Sometimes ordinary moms turns into mama-bears. Just threaten our children and...
She stands on the thin, white carpet, anxiously waiting to salute the judges...
Her name tag reads “Colleen.” She wears blue scrubs, and the...
I’ve long been impressed by the power of the shortest verse in the Bible....
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