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He ran up the street.  Kicking rocks and jumping over cracks in the sidewalk, completely immersed in some imaginary game being played out in his mind. He looks up.  His eyes engage. He tilts his head to the side. I see him.  I notice the contact.  I know what...

March has new meaning in my home.  This is my fourth year taking on the Slice of Life March Challenge.  The Slice of Life Challenge slows me down.  I take time to create my space.  I arrange everything just so.  I spend a lot of...

You need to come back. What is going on? I don’t have a key. Just tell someone to let you out. I did. Silence. They think I’m a resident.  They won’t let me out. I picture her whispering into her cell phone, trying to keep it cool as she attempts to get on...

I admit it.  For years I  played a “cocktail party” (could also be a baseball field or school fundraiser or spouse’s work event) game.  Whenever I am in a situation of meeting a lot of people for the first time and small talk is in...

Every year it is the same.  I convince myself I shouldn’t do it.  I list all the reasons it is not a good choice.  All the reasons I don’t have time.  All the things I should be doing instead.  And then it is March 1. I am pulled. ...

Dishes of M&Ms, licorice, and Starbursts.  Bowls of popcorn, Doritos, and Pringles.  Pillows and blankets gathered on the couch and the floor.  A fire roaring.  Homework finished early that day.  Pajamas on after dinner, lunches packed, and breakfast ready to go.  I still feel the...