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After the Storm

I grew up in Iowa where the threat of tornadoes in the spring and summer seemed terrifying. Even though a twister never touched down in our small town while I lived there, the reality of a disaster wasn’t simply paranoia. Most residents of Grinnell, Iowa knew...

If the Shoe Fits

I’ve been thinking about shoes a lot lately. My massage therapist had been hounding me about seeing a physical therapist who specializes in foot problems–and helping you become more balanced with solid support from your feet on up. So I finally made the...

THE DAY AFTER

Impossible. I’m sure that’s the word Jesus’ followers could barely bring themselves to whisper the day after his crucifixion. How did this happen? He promised never to leave us, they said, though they recalled he often talked about events they...

IN ABSENTIA

Yep, I’m the one who’s still writing Christmas cards in March, the one, who even though I love to write, still struggles with sitting down and looking at the blank computer screen, or putting pen to paper to keep in touch with those near and dear. What to...
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