A sticky note conundrum

I come home most nights to find little Post-it Notes scattered across the kitchen table. Some are normal sized 3 X 3 inches, others are even smaller. They’re mixed in with bills, fliers, and school newsletters and permission forms that have come home with my son from school. My anal compulsive nature starts flaring up... Continue Reading →

Turning 50!

When I look in the mirror in the morning, I see a young kid looking back at me. I wipe the steam from the mirror and a recent college graduate, in the big city, off on his own for the first time, stares back at me. He looks younger. I don’t see quite the same... Continue Reading →

A study in penmanship: Can you read this writing?

I have a conundrum. I try to journal a couple of times a week. I'll stop what I'm doing for ten to fifteen minutes to write about my worries, fears, hopes, dreams, things that I’m thankful for and even upcoming events on our calendar. It’s all pretty run-of-the-mill stuff. I’ve found that when I put... Continue Reading →

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