Of decades and dearness….

It’s a new decade and my one little word surprised me quick: When I was a girl,  there was one warm little word that could smooth back the hair from my upset and calm the afraid-and-alone of me, sometimes offered by my mother and also my grandma Creasy when I was particularly deserving. “Dear” “You…

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Cheesecake with cherries and I won’t go away….

I want a quick time-out to say plain what this story is not. I’m not moralizing;  don’t have an agenda. If I ever carry a sign,  it would be to champion hope. Women face impossible decisions and need a tender grace, not oversimplified,  whitewashed shoulds. I’m pro-life.  Pro-choice.  Pro-solution.  Pro-people. There isn’t a whisp of politics about any of this;…

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days of laughing sky…

If I had a day that I could gift you it would be one of  spacious laughing sky lit by love so bright and tender and easy that it fills you like a song that you’ve been thirsty to hear, a whole pool of it pressing firm and kind against your ache till the knot…

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