The Story
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Happy Christmas!
George and Tammy and Mom and Dad … 1970s Saturday nights and Christmastime. Continue reading
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Yes, I’m one of those people.
When you’ve got the best dog in the world, you love her like your child. Continue reading
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To the bereaved mother.
Be kind this and every season. And remember a child who is gone. Continue reading
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Hot cocoa at midnight.
When you can’t sleep, sometimes you have to go back to your childhood and visit with your mother. Continue reading
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Love, once had, is hard to forget.
Mulling more than the wine this holiday season. Continue reading
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The body is a beautiful horror.
Whatcha gonna do with all that junk, all that junk inside your truck? Continue reading
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The boogeyman is real.
The boogeyman is real and living in the brains of those with mental illness. He’s a bastard, and he lies. He kills. Continue reading
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A profound experience.
Yesterday, I connected with my daughter, and I was completely undone. Afterward, I felt a peace I have rarely experienced since her death. Continue reading
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How to save a life.
Sometimes dreams are just dreams. Sometimes they are prophecy. Continue reading
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The vision at the drum circle.
Come with me to a moonlit sea. Continue reading
About Me
A writer and solitary soul in the mountains of Western North Carolina.
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