37 Storm Patterns

One of my mom’s favorite stories about me when I was little involved a mix up I made about the weather.  I was either four or five, and I was sitting next to my mom in church. An older girl — named Lilly Dry — was sitting in the pew directly in front of us. […]

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38 Zombie Survival Mode

By the time I reached the hotel room that my sister and friend, Leslie, reserved for me, my automatic pilot was fully engaged, and despite my exhaustion, I couldn’t change my settings to “sleep mode.” All of my systems were completely jammed up, and I felt nauseous. My skin was tingly and achy, and I […]

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39 My Disappearing Act

The first thing I remember about meeting Debbie was her overwhelming beauty — and I’m not just referring to her stunning appearance.  This woman exuded graciousness, and to this day, her home was one of the most gorgeous places I’ve ever been. It looked like I was walking into a photograph from the pages of […]

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