Leaving a People Trail: A Guest Blog Post by Crystal Summers
A dear friend of mine, Crystal, has a high school football coach for a father. On the afternoon of November 28th, her father was in
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A dear friend of mine, Crystal, has a high school football coach for a father. On the afternoon of November 28th, her father was in
Last night, a friend arrives for a sleepover. She has a green envelope that she presents to my daughter. It’s a homemade “friendship award.”
I’m a horrible gift-giver. It takes me forever to think about what would delight another person, and so I abandon the task altogether. Other
Snowflake Melts on a Branch I learn something astounding about snowflakes today: the more hostile the environment, the more intricate the snowflake’s shape. The bitter
My little cat, Jack, advances even further in the direction of being fully alive. Once wounded, this now strong kitty first relearns how to purr.
This morning after breakfast, we take the girls sledding. We travel behind the house, past the forest, and into a wide clearing. All I see
As you know, we walk a mile to school every day. I walk a mile to school and back every day. As the weather dips
I’m officially overloaded with work obligations and writing tasks. As I sit at my computer, I become annoyed by my cat, Louie Von Whiskers, who
For months, my friend and I travel by this one treacherous patch of sidewalk on our walk to school–the place that dips down towards a
I’m in the garage, and I see our old American flag standing at attention in the cobwebbed corner. I decide, for 2011, I want to