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The Gifts My Son Left Me: Finding Love and Strength After Loss
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I have received many gifts throughout my life. Some wrapped in shiny paper and ribbon, some simple and unassuming, and others hand-delivered with the unmistakable clumsiness of tiny fingers eager to impress. Some gifts have been tokens of apology—because what marriage hasn’t needed a well-timed offering of flowers or chocolates? Others have been crafted…
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The Art of Celebration
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You do not need a festival to celebrate; life itself is a festival; celebrate your life.” ~Nitin Namdeo Growing up, there wasn’t a lot of celebrations. Oh sure, there were the national holidays and one’s birthday, but never those defining moments that happen throughout life. Award ceremonies, track and field events, dance recitals or…
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Regrets – I’ve had a few
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“Freedom lies in accepting our whole, imperfect selves and giving up the need for perfection” – Edith Eger, author of The Gift I was given this book after Ryan went missing. I confess it took me many months before I could read it or even pick it up. Yet, it was as if my…
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So I’m an author – now what??
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I think of great authors like Hemingway or Austen, and I can imagine them toiling away, putting thought, word and deed to paper. I envision more modern and beloved authors of mine like Douglas Preston or Erin Morgenstern drafting copies of literary magic, sitting in airy sunlight rooms where the gentle crash…
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MISSING FROM ME
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Our life is not a movie. There aren’t 10 minutes left before it ends, and you just know that resolution has to be right around the corner. No musical tempo reaches its crescendo, alerting you to the knowledge that the director’s vision has come to a head. It feels like every day we wait. …