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Note: The photo above is street art that I found in Columbia, South Carolina. Today’s post is different. I have been sitting with this essay for months. I wasn’t ready for it to be public. Now, in honor of Black… Continue Reading →
Our temporary condo was working out just fine. I spent time in the living room or bedroom each day while my spouse worked at the kitchen table. I made food and we watched movies together. Cue the sweeping music. Things… Continue Reading →
April 5, 2020 – The situation finally broke us. We didn’t think it would because we have never thought of ourselves as wimps. Maybe we are and maybe we’re not. Who knows? All I know is that we needed more… Continue Reading →
3/23/2020 – My husband’s company called him in off the road. We had 72 hours to “go home.” For everyone else in the company, that was not a big deal at all. We, however, do not have a home. We… Continue Reading →