Doing the Prep Work

I did not see that one coming. We all can write that chapter. The one that snuck up on us. The one that wasn’t what he or she appeared to be. The out-of-nowhere stressor that popped up like an eerie jack-in-a-box. The phone call or text message that something –...

Personal Essay: Hockey as Life

My teenage son is a hockey goalie. Now growing up where snow was an anomaly, hockey was not a sport I was familiar with. When it came to skating, we Southerners stood on wheels, not on blades. Call it lack of availability or just too damn cold. We left ice skating for...
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