This story begins with my mother’s story about her necklace. Sixteen years ago when we were still working at...
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May 15, 2005
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This story begins with my mother’s story about her necklace. Sixteen years ago when we were still working at...
When you were a child did you ever lay in the grass, imagining that the clouds were prancing ponies...
Are you one of those people who can’t stand to leave cupboard doors open? I dearly love my son-in-law,...
I recently saw an article in a magazine with this title, and picked it up, looking for hope. It...