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I am in my friend’s floral shop. A young woman and her mother sit in the event consultation room. The girl excuses herself to use the restroom. Instead, she secretly tiptoes towards the counter and purchases flowers. She turns and bounces back towards the room – smile on face and flowers in hand.  It is…

I am sitting with my son while he shares some good news with me. “I am so proud of you,” I say “Thanks, but all I really care about is being a good person,” he says He stops me in my tracks. I mean this is all you hope for as a parent. That you…

A few weeks ago, I began to get melancholy because it’s that time of summer again. The time that reminds me my ‘little’ kids are now ‘big’ kids. The kinda big that means I only get to borrow them for the summer and Christmas and a few other stolen times in between. When they are…

I pull into the parking space. I sip my coffee as I listen to “The Bobby Bones Show.” A nationally syndicated country radio show based out of Nashville, Tennessee. A caller is on the line. She tells of getting a flat tire. A couple of guys stop to help her fix it. She apologizes that…

The sun is starting to warm the morning sky. I am walking with my friends “Cookie” and “Candy.” Our conversation turns towards Mother’s Day. We chat about the influence mothers have on their children. I am reminded of the day my friend “Rosalita” said goodbye to her mother. “I wish you knew my mother,” says…

I pick my son Danny up from the house of a friend. The car is quiet. “I love you,” says Danny. He shakes his head back and forth with awareness of the words that have just left his mouth. “That’s a habit I picked up from you,” he says with some teenage agony. “One of…

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