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You might have noticed that there hasn’t been a whole lot of activity on this blog lately. So I’m doing the only sensible thing I can think of since I can’t find the time to write anymore – start a SECOND blog. Hear me out. I haven’t been writing because I’m never in my office. I’m always in . . . → Read More: The Softer Side Sorry about the password protected post. It’s not really my story to tell, so I don’t want it public, but it’s definitely something I’m trying to work through myself. If you want to read, let . . . → Read More: Private There is no excerpt because this is a protected post. At 7am the phone rang. “Hello?” “What did you get for Christmas?” “Mmmmm? I don’t know, Mom. I was asleep. We don’t start Christmas at 6am in our house.” “Sorry, baby. I’ll call you back later.” I tried to doze again. After about an hour of fitful slumber, I gave up and went to the kitchen to make myself a cup . . . → Read More: (Almost) One Year Ago I step out into the cold. With a harried expression, I attempt to simultaneously slip my hands into my gloves and fumble for my keys. The bag of groceries on my left wrist twists and turns and bangs against my kneecap. The canvas bag on my right shoulder slips down to my elbow. I grab the . . . → Read More: Uncharitable |
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