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Archive for July, 2014
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Pieces of me
My son’s changing table is in front of the double windows in his bedroom that overlook the street. I’ve spent a fair amount of time over the last year and a half standing in front of those windows. One evening …
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Vacation brings together my past and present
While I have always lived in the same Indiana city that I continue to call home, I have also felt a pull to a tiny town in Tennessee that feels like a secondary home to me. For as long as …
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Random patriotic birthday thoughts
Tis a week for birthdays, I think. Today my nephews turn 5. I’m not sure how that’s possible. And I’m also not that OK with it since it means next month their big sister will be 7 and three months …