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November 23, 2021
It’s a privilege this year to write a column that may be read on Thanksgiving Day. For me, columns about being grateful are some of the easiest to write. I’m very conscious of gratitude in my eve…
November 17, 2021
As we all continue planning for one of the fattest days of the year, I wanted to share with all of you some of my secrets for a successful holiday. Growing up in a family where holidays were like…
November 9, 2021
There is a song called “Joy,” performed by pianist George Winston, which I can credit in part with the beginning of my true writing life. After college, I had originally gotten into social work a…
November 3, 2021
Whenever I talk to my kids – or anyone else’s kids – about the future, I encourage them to find jobs they enjoy. You can work a job for a paycheck only so long before your soul dies a little. I k…
October 27, 2021
It’s a great time to be driving around, with so many local churches and organizations selling pumpkins to brighten up the season. When I was a child, we thought we were being creative when we lef…
October 21, 2021
I was born and raised in a land of shade, with trees towering over our front yard and an acre of woods behind our house. In Illinois, trees were as common as cockroaches are in Florida. And thos…
October 13, 2021
When we name our children, we are always going for something special. Some of us name them after family members. Some are going for old-fashioned or biblical.
October 6, 2021
Since I last wrote this column, I have become the proud – if uncertain – owner of a rescued bearded dragon youngster. Rescued implies some dramatic heroism on my part, which is simply not the case…
September 29, 2021
It’s a funny thing getting old. Not funny like Comedy Central, but funny like interesting. You spend decades getting there but somehow fail to notice, and then you wake up one morning and the wor…
September 22, 2021
When my husband and I first moved to the area 25 years ago, we spent every weekend on a local beach. He would fish and I would walk the shoreline, looking for shells, sand dollars or anything else t…
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