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BFF or Not

Dee and I had been close friends for several years, but I’d shied away from referring to anyone as my...

What Should I Do?

A friend, a loved one, a church member has strayed off course, going their own way, neglecting or rejecting the...

Waiting for My Prodigal Son

“You are DEAD to me, mom. I never want to see you again.” That text message came from my older...

Finding Closure

“Mrs. Rudberg?” A dark-haired, petite young woman approached my bed. “I don’t want to upset you, but we need to...

Is Blindness the End?

I flung my thick glasses across the cemetery, and they landed quietly in a field. A clap of thunder would...

When I’m Weak

My friend Scott has Parkinson’s disease. He is only in his fifties, but the tremors are getting bad. Recently, Scott...

Winning the Race

“You’re the last to arrive,” said our hostess. “The returns look bad. But, oh well. It’s early.” My husband, Jerry,...

Diary of a Caregiver

It’s nearly six o’clock on a damp evening. I’m winding down from a day’s work and thinking about preparing dinner...

A Present Silence

I had a recurring nightmare as a child. From about five years of age to 12, I dreamed about my...

Keep On Pedaling

Healing has been so slow. The windshield wipers sloshed back and forth as I struggled to see the road through...

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