Passing Storms

The sun came out today. It shone brilliant and bold as I drove my son to work. I hadn’t thought to bring my sunglasses along for the short ride. I wasn’t expecting to see the sun today. The pale blue sky, striped with soft white clouds, settled over the variegated...

True Grit in Hard Times

Strains of the first song ring out softly in our dimly lit family room.  You go before I know That you’ve gone to win my war You come back with the head of my enemy You come back and you call it my victory I stop my reading and look at my daughter curled up next...

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