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I’m sitting on my deck, overlooking the woods, a cool breeze shifts through make the leaves bow and rise, bow and rise . . . almost as if they’re nodding in agreement with the chill in the air–change is coming. And it isn’t just the movemen
Read the entryI think one of the hardest things that came from having a kid who once fought for her life is the knowledge of what could happen. At the time, I couldn’t really process…and with everything going on, there hasn’t been much of a breath. I’m p
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This summer has been . . . well, interesting. Here in Michigan, we’re still mostly locked down and our summer didn’t look like we expected at all. While we can now go to a restaurant with masks on and my son can practice soccer with his tea
Read the entryI just sent out a newsletter to the folks subscribed there. In case you haven’t signed up yet, I thought you might be interested in seeing what I’m up to. So here’s just the start. You can click over to read. My son is hilarious. He just wa
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I’m deep in the midst of editing my most recent book—which occurs during the 1967 Detroit Riots. Even though it isn’t about the riots, it was a terribly difficult book to write, and is proving to be a difficult book to edit as well. While t
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Today I’m hanging out over at Jerusha Agen’s blog talking about fear and tough times. Here’s a bit of it. To finish click the link and head on over to The Fear Warrior Blog. Anyone who knows me knows I love taking pictures, putting them in
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Any of you that know me know that I have a huge passion for history. But I didn’t always. Before college, history was a collection of random of dates about people who died long before my memory. It took an assignment from my college US Hist
Read the entryIt’s been a long while since I’ve written anything here and I’m sending it at an odd time. I hope you will forgive me. I’ve been busy writing, mind. Just not in this place where my thoughts seep out into cyberspace and collect in word pools
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My daughter is a walking miracle. By all rights she should have been dead at least twice over. And she has the scars stretching across her abdomen to prove it. It’s been six months since her body last tried to die, three months since the la
Read the entryI feel a little one-dimensional lately. I’d wanted to write something other than this. But I’ve been doing little other than take care of my sick girl. Yesterday we drove 2 hours across the state for an early morning appointment today. It’s
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One of the best things about gray days is the way colors pop against the gloom. I think there’s probably a lesson in there somewhere, but this season has been long enough that my brain can’t put it together. This weekend we brought my girl
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A little more than 2 weeks ago, I left the hospital with my daughter where she’d nearly died a second time in two months. Last night we celebrated her 13th birthday with a few of her friends out on Lake Michigan. And I’m in awe, slightly sc
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