Your Father Loves You.

Imagine a new father preparing for the arrival of his first child. He buys all the items for the nursery—a little bed, pint-sized blankets and adorable, tiny stuffed animals. He paints the room (after all his wife is too pregnant to do it), assembles the changing table and pays all…

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One Good Rain.

This summer started off dry…really dry. The small ponds and lakes in our area became little dirt pits. The shrubs were baked brown and crispy and all of the grass in our backyard died, or so I thought. For days the skies filled with puffy clouds and teasingly turned a…

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