When I was directing high school plays, certain students would fawn over me for weeks before auditions. Others were nervous, fearing I’d succumb to the ego boost as many do. … Continue reading →
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A dear friend who was dying, took my hand. “People told me I used you,” she said tearfully. “I guess they were right. But I didn’t mean to. I love … Continue reading →
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All are friends who enter here—the kind who care enough to tell the truth, albeit gently. “Gramma” is an ideal of unconditional good will, an attempt to be brave, kind, … Continue reading →
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If you want to know what being a dog-friend means, ask someone who has lost hers. When you come home, you can expect to be welcomed. You can always find … Continue reading →
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I’ve taught several war vets in my college classes, and they helped me understand a little more about PTSD. My first exposure was to a man who had served in … Continue reading →
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The greatest Valentine’s Day gift is pure love itself. We use love to frame and enrich the blows and joys of living. Romantic love can mature into a multi-faceted relationship … Continue reading →
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“You have really weird friends,” my mother told me when I came home to visit as a young professional. I took a moment to consider. “I guess I do,” I … Continue reading →
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Long ago when my husband and I were about to purchase our first house, we worried that we might spend all our money to live beside people who would ultimately … Continue reading →
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I stood behind the single counter in the small trendy shop where I was working to help pay my way through graduate school. I had to struggle not to giggle … Continue reading →
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