“Mom, chocolate is always a better idea,” my daughter calls over her shoulder as she pulls the can of cocoa powder from the…
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It is a rainy Thanksgiving evening when I follow Ansley McGukin up the sidewalk to the cottage that she and her new husband,…
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It is one week before Thanksgiving, and I am standing in the kitchen reading the text message that came in from my sister-in-law.…
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At the end of the summer, we celebrated the well-lived life of my husband’s uncle. On the day of the graveside service, a…
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It is early on a Tuesday evening when I walk downstairs to overhear my husband patiently saying to our daughter, “You know, there…
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“I need to make a pumpkin pie,” my daughter says as she digs through the contents of the recipe house. She sits at…
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“Did I ever tell you about my empty nest portrait that Gayle painted for me?” My sister-in-law Kathy asked me this over the…
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Over the years, I have found myself drawn to the unique furniture living in the homes of my friends and family. When invited…
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Several weeks ago, I stumbled across the ad for an event called Music on Main, taking place in one of my hometowns. I…
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My nightstand clock shows it is close to midnight and I am trying desperately to relax enough to fall asleep. The summer heat…
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