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Aug.29.2011
Anita Woodley, a journalist and radio producer, channels her younger self, her mother and grandmother in a one-woman play she has written to tell a powerful story about women’s leadership. It is an earnest story about sickness and healing, aging, love, and survival. Read more about Anita on...
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Aug.09.2011
As I finish writing I get up to get my second cup of coffee and to begin my morning ritual. I am recording Joyce Meyer so that I can listen to her as I go through my exercise routine and begin to work on the “cute” factor for work. I look on my dresser and there is a card addressed to me from my...
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Jul.06.2011
She is 9 years old. She is soft spoken, she is funny, she loves to write, she reads, she sings, she performs, she loves her friends and her family and she enjoys being alone. My daughter can stay in her room for hours talking to herself, playing games, writing and reading and if you were to walk...
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Jun.22.2011
Are all single dad’s created equal? Ok, on Fathers Day let’s say they are, but, what about the rest of the year? Here’s a Dad that really knows how to make his girls feel loved 24/7. I’m talking loads of daddy time; endless hugs; those ever coveted daddy cheer leading moments; “an open...
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Jun.16.2011
After blowing my own trumpet about how well Piwko’s Proof was selling at Sony Reader store, fate has tripped me up and the book has fallen out of the top 100. Down fifty places in three days. Well, it was nice while it lasted. On the plus side, some of my other titles are holding up very well.An...
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May.06.2011
I’m so pleased share the meaningful impact my parents have had on me . My parents have had enormous influence on me and my life. They’ve been married for 47 years, and are two of my best friends. Their view of service was the genesis of UniversalGiving. Giving in their lives was a natural part...
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May.06.2011
Sister Age
With the album spread across her knees, she turns the pages of her life where sons become brothers, nieces are cousins. A husband died, but peacefully, of natural causes.
Is this you? she asks, pointing to a photo. I’m ten, my Brownie uniform weighted with badges. You were so...
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May.06.2011
Sending a virtual greeting card to my mother's ghost.... Posted today on myDaily.com! http://tinyurl.com/3pdr5wh. Happy Mother's Day to all of you too.
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May.05.2011
My favorite day of the week has come and gone and so have I. Come and gone that is. After touching down from a much-needed break I am thrust immediately back into the thick of things. The children, the bills, the rabbits, the dishes, the chores, the grass, the van, the laundry, the children..I go...
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Apr.19.2011
As I sat with my daughter taking down her braids, I hear a crack. My middle son kicked a soccer ball and put a very, very small sized hole in the front glass window of the home; which had already been cracked by my older son tapping on the window with a key. Both of my sons lost their keys to the...
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