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Rolling Stone No More
While snuggling in bed beside my husband, I spring up with a realization. “I think this is our 7th Christmas.” “Not yet,” my husband says, counting on his fingers. It’s easy for him to know from when...
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The Evergreen
We brought home the tree this past weekend–from the wind swept farm upon McKinley Hill in Jacksonville. I don’t know if it’s really called McKinley Hill, but those are the people for whom we remove our...
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The Christmas Season that won’t end…
We tucked our celebration away at the end of December, but the holiday season has dragged into the New Year for our family–by the Merry Mulch Fundraiser. On any given day, we receive 7 to 21 calls...
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I look past the needles that line my belly, the lowest just above the rise of my pelvis, an inch deep, and further still past the needles at my ankle to the plant circling the room where the walls meet...
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