The Bane Bane Game: Friending It Forward

Livi and Baney: bathtime smooches “Mama,” said Livi, placing one tiny finger to her dimpled cheek.  Splats of green jello smeared high chair tray before her, but she leaned in earnest, like one who knows a secret. “Bane Bane is my best friend.” these words …...

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a secret admirer …

photo credit here cemeteries aren’t for  smiling. crying?  absolutely. sniffling?  sure. tearing out of hair and gnashing of teeth?   I can imagine. but not smiling.  except for  this one day … night, actually. I was, clichéd but true, “in the neighborhood,” attending visitation at a funeral home...

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fix your eyes

the driver of a station wagon littered with bumper stickers,  burden-light, who let you cut over so that you could make your left turn. the old man, moving slow, who held the door open with shaky hand, humbly insisting that you enter first. the teacher, full of Monday but still  wearing smile, who...

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do small to do big

breath mints are small things. you package them with bottled water, scented candles, and cleaning supplies and it still doesn’t add up to much, really. unless the people on the receiving end of them have just experienced this… … have just watched a life-altering tragedy flash by...

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want to play?

“Part of every misery is, so to speak, the misery’s shadow or reflection: the fact that you don’t merely suffer but have to keep on thinking about the fact that you suffer. I not only live each endless day in grief, but live each day thinking about living each day in...

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