-- By Subject
06/23/2007 - 8:50pm About a decade ago I glanced into my middle
daughter’s room and found her sitting on her knees, looking out the window...
03/14/2007 - 2:53pm What will it be like when you are gone, I
wonder? You’ve been with us for so long. It’s hard to remember what it was...
01/31/2007 - 1:18pm Children are so soft. Their skin is fragrant
and pure, like baby leaves. Their minds are eager and ready, their hearts are...
03/25/2005 - 3:17pm My oldest daughter doesn't believe in God anymore, so she says. She told me this recently at Starbucks.
Starbucks is...
03/22/2005 - 8:20pm I remember when I was 27 and our first daughter was learning to walk. I told an older friend how hard it was to watch her...
01/11/2005 - 2:14pm My middle daughter, Shelby, has always been a wonderfully quirky child. She was a colicy baby, but she would stop...
09/03/2004 - 2:10pm How is it possible that we have arrived at this final moment? For years we lived with hangaburs, peasghetti, arts and crabs,...
06/29/2004 - 1:53pm Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe---Sailed on a river of crystal light, ...
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