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child-rearing

Nineteen Years Old

How I hunger for the knowledge of what could have been! You would have been nineteen years old. Here are the possible storylines: You would…

On Other Budding Writers

So, at breakfast this morning, I asked my partner-in-crime (my son) what I should blog about. He suggested that I write about the fact that…

The Money of Values

  For three weeks this money has sat here. Where? On my dinner table. Whose money is it? My son’s. $0.90. Not a king’s ransom…

The Lesson I Didn’t Want to Teach

I’m no hypocrite.  Well, I try not to be. A lesson that I’ve learned is that people are not who they say they are; they…