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Never Too Much Ice

Even as I begin typing tonight, my fingers still feel the lingering frostiness of ice.  It’s ironic, actually.  My heart is melting.  It’s been a deeply heartfelt and fully lived day, and I have felt the urge to write for … Continue reading

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Photo Album

Staying at my parents house is somewhat like living in a photo album. I mean no disrespect by that, but it’s no secret that pictures are everywhere in their house. Even the front porch entry way is festively decorated with … Continue reading

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