My small life is all packed up.

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I turned seven the week after my family moved from Caldwell, Idaho to Kennewick, Washington.  Mom, steering a Buick loaded with toys, clothes and kids, followed Dad as he drove the U-haul across three hundred desert miles that seemed a thousand exotic ones to my dreamy-eyed self.  Our destination met, [...]

Five things I love about my new set of falsies. no, not THOSE kind of falsies...

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Last Friday afternoon, on an uncharacteristic but exhilarating whim, I decided to get me some eyelash extensions.  I'm still not sure how it happened, but it may have had something to do with the half-price coupon in my gmail and an [...]

The Goldfinch flies high...and low. (but in a good way)

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Finishing a great book---even a sad book---fills me with a kind of geeky exhilaration that I can only compare with finally being invited to sit at the Cool Table in the seventh grade cafeteria.  (Okay, so maybe it only happened in my [...]

Everything will work out. I promise.

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If I could go back and tell my twenty-year old self just one thing, it would be this:  everything will work out. That was the signature statement of one of my favorite church leaders, and I wish I'd understood it [...]

Fit to the bitter end: Part Two. Invictus

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Monday morning came and with it, an early spring sunshine that spilled through my blinds and across my warm bed, making it easy to hop out of it for a sunrise walk with the Hub.  Afterward my fitbit registered about five thousand steps---a [...]