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Please Give Me One More Summer

I think that right now, right at this very second of his life- my son is at the perfect age. He is 11.  Eleven is the age of all things that meld into the perfect vortex of “BOY”.  I have to say I can’t think of a time that might be better for him. At…

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Breast Cancer Steals Many Things, But Not Love

I lost a friend to breast cancer this week.  Sandee was a hardworking, kind, funny, sweet, bright light of a person who fought her cancer with everything she had. She refused to let it take over her life, saying with joy "See!  I told you I'd make it longer than a week!" when given a…

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Mean Boys Are Just As Bad As Mean Girls

“Mom, can I ask you something?” my son asked me this as he put away his backpack after coming home from school. “Of course”, I answer, slicing apples and spooning out peanut butter for a snack. “What’s up?” “Why does everyone think I am such a loser? How come no one likes me?” I put…