friendship bracelets. (Photo credit: amanda.venner) We just couldn’t move. There we were, lying on my sofa and on the floor, spread eagle, aching from limb to limb. Had we just completed a long run? Nope. Pushed a car uphill through a snowstorm? Guess again. We had just cleaned my basement. Before you jump to conclusions,…
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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…
