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I am swimming upstream like a salmon, but gratitude is becoming grating. Joining in the grating is the over used word, blessing. “Count your ble...

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All this Gratitude is Grating

Ryan

I am writing this on the eve of our surviving son Ryan’s twenty-ninth birthday, a summer solstice baby, born on Father’s Day. Days with ou...

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Twenty-Nine

My favorite picture of my mother. Handing laundry in three inch heels. What a warrior.

I wrote this during the intensive “Mother, May I” writing class in response to reflecting on lessons our mothers or other women in our lives teach...

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The Three Questions

Special Merit Recognition
Born Free on Shackleford

Showering by me in a swirl, I realize that we did not have an April coffee. This will be a late spring cup, or two, we have a lot to catch up on. Livi...

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May Coffee

Doris Claire Sharkey Dyer

I am in the seventh day of a master class with The Inky Path exploring writing about our mothers. It is like gazing into a reflecting pool and watchin...

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Laughter, A Vignette