When You Don’t Have to Say Anything – The Magic of Step Dads and Living From Love Not Fear
carriejonesbooks It would have been so much easier for my tired dad to leave those girls at their homes, for me not to have a birthday party. He had an out.…
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We Need More Hobbits In this World, Drugs, My Dad, Cancer and the Boston Marathon
The first time I blogged the first section of this post back in 2013, I checked with my dad to make sure he was okay with it. He was. My…
Mommy Fears (in Honor of the Emster)
In honor of the Emster being home on leave this week, I’ve conjured up this old blog post about my mommy fears and her innate Emster capabilities. What I find…
What I Used To Be
I used to be a newspaper reporter and editor for small award-winning local papers. Sometimes I miss it. Sometimes I don’t. Thursday afternoon five workers (reporters, editors, sales) at the…