Why I’m Thankful for the Light

I made a huge purchase decision this weekend. In the dark. I couldn't see the car I committed to drive for the next three years. Assuming I knew what I would receive, I signed the contract and drove home. When the light dawned on my mistake the next day, I felt…

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Getting a Fresh Outlook

Our relocation to a new place stank. No, literally. Sour odors and musty smells haunted me from every corner of the house. I scrubbed until my eyes nearly swelled shut. After hiring someone to help clean, I found more layers of dirt lingering. The dust kept showing up. Baseboards, French doors,…

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Immerse in Life

Work. The word bludgeons many and elicits a groan. We could search for zen jobs, but even the best workplace cannot promise a Utopian experience. Neither a new employer nor entrepreneurship can offer us an escape from the sense of drudgery. Happiness depends on more than the type of work. While we should…

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Live Delighted: Dance in the Wings

  Delight can prove most challenging when we feel stalled. Others seem to be shining in spotlights and joy, while we seem doomed to linger in the shadows. Despite our hopes of fulfillment, we're stuck in the wings watching others beam with happiness. We seem to churn our days in the…

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4 Keys to Cultivating Grace

As crises and horrors abound in today's news reports, tensions have escalated to record highs. The world trends are barreling past stress toward hysteria, and we must choose whether to join the craziness or become part of the solution. We can stand against the tide by adopting grace as our modus…

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The Legendary Author’s Life

Ah, the elusive writer. One might hear an author's voice in an audiobook or on a radio program. Rare sightings of these legendary figures occur at workshops or book signings. Otherwise, years of searching might fail to spy one on the roads. Few have seen a real-life author in her natural habitat.…

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The Snow Angel, Part Fourteen

Amber nestled a sand-weighted paper bag against the sidewalk, turning it to align with its sisters. She fished a flameless tealight from her totebag. Her toddler wobbled in an awkward gait on the nearest square of walkway. Amber extended the candle. "Want to turn it on?" With a grin dimpling her…

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The Snow Angel, Part Eleven

Amber shifted Babygirl to her other hip as Meg opened the front door. A deer-stalker capped fellow turned on the sidewalk. He clutched a package against his navy blue coat. "Oh, you're home." "And you're not the fire department." Meg stepped out of the smoky haze onto the threshold. She glanced over…

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The Snow Angel, Part Eight

Instruments clattered. Latex gloves and masked faces loomed beyond the blur of Amber's squinted eyes. She groaned louder and deeper with each increasing, merciless cramp torquing her womb. Amber gripped the sweat drenched hospital sheet at her sides. Pain clenched her abdomen, searing through her entire body with horrific intensity. Every…

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The Snow Angel, Part Seven

 Intense pain seized her abdomen. Amber doubled over and staggered backward, knees faltering. Cradling her womb with one hand, she clutched at her neighbor's porch column with the other. She crumpled as horrific cramps shocked her entire core. "Are you okay?" The neighbor caught her before she hit the deck. Arm…

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