Room to Run
I’m dog-sitting this week for Cricket, a sweet, well-mannered former shelter dog who sits when you ask and comes when you call. I hang out …
Read More →Courage at the Gym
From my perch on the treadmill at the local rec center I watched her, alone, in the gym below me. She stood out, a young …
Read More →That Pit of Fear
Lately the knot is there, lodged in my solar plexus, the physical sensation that tells me fear has taken hold. I wake at night. Stay …
Read More →The Prison of Fear
I learned of Nelson Mandela’s death yesterday on Facebook. It popped up while I was reading comments from people in response to a blog I …
Read More →Life in a Cemetery
Thanks to our pup, Bella Mae, I start every day with a walk. No matter how cold, no matter how wet. I grumble when it’s …
Read More →The Courage to say “Hello”
Today when I was leaving the gym (I say that like I go to the gym every day…) in our little town in North Carolina, …
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