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I’m might kick myself later, but I’m eating pizza tonight. The good stuff, from Connecticut. With onions and olives and green bell peppers, because those are my favorite toppings. With the thin, doughy crust underneath, a layer of evenly distributed sauce in the middle, and the cheese that’s going to hurt me on top. My…
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I found Stillness for a moment. She had such a calming presence.
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We will always be there for each other at a moment’s notice, and we will always welcome others into our family when they need a place to belong.
Read MoreThe giggling girl and boy crept up to me as quietly as their childish mannerisms would allow, glancing all about to ensure that the deed they were about to commit in broad daylight would remain unseen. Then they carved their initials in me, a secret sign of their affections, commemorated forever a yard above my…
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I grew up in New England, surrounded by forests. Trees dwelt in my yard, encompassed our vehicle as we drove around town, sat watch at Sleeping Giant where we hiked regularly, and huddled in New York’s Adirondack Mountains where we traveled some summers. Apple trees lay below us on Blue Hills Road on the way…
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