What I am about to share with you will not bode well for my cocktail party chatter. It’s Friday night. Prime time for wining, dining, the beginnings of real nightlife. But I’m shredding. And by that, I don’t mean the cool kind of shredding, the kind that helps you lose weight. Or maybe I do….
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Blink and it’s gone
At the crack of dawn, I was already driving home from the airport, wiping big mama tears from my cheeks. My eldest was headed back to Texas, his fireman gear packed efficiently per his norm. Military precision is his modus operandi. While he was getting ready to board a plane, I was heading back to…
