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If I had a magic wand, the first thing that comes to mind is that I’d “fix” my son. A dozen others. A billion others. An infinity others. In fact, I’ve said before that if I could have a superpower, that it’d be to have magical healing powers. I’d like to fix all kids who […]

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Sometimes, writers think they don’t have anything to say. More often, writers have too much to say, but can’t say what they want to, don’t have the energy to do so, or feel paralyzed by their now, or memories of deep, dark, nameless stories. Writers share the un-sharable. They breathe life into rattling bones of […]

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We’d finished supper, wiped the table, and loaded lingering plates into the dishwasher. My brothers and I dressed in our jammies to carry bowls of popcorn to the basement where we waited while Dad loaded the projector with slides. Neighbors knocked, hugged my mom, poured cold beer or soda into fizzing glasses, and came downstairs. […]

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I love the idea of summer more than I love summer days. Yes, summer is walking in the light at 9:00 pm, sleeping late, and the beauty of unstructured days. Summer is the vibrant hum of kids laughing and splashing, porch-sitting, and barbecues with friends. The beach during the summer months is probably why scrapbooking […]

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The month of June feels like school papers left in empty hallways, later bedtimes, and clock-less poolside afternoons. June holds promise of sweaty adventures had in fresh-cut grass. June is fireflies, flip flops, and the birth of fairies. It’s the neighbor’s music dancing through open windows. The month of June also feels like self doubt, […]

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“I need to go to the doctor,” he said. We were heading home after a few hours at one of those indoor kid places filled with bounce houses, climbing structures, and dried turds at the bottom of a colorful ball pit. I asked why, and wondered how quickly the germs he’d been playing with might […]

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