Love Leaves a Mark

On the night of Cam’s funeral, we lit paper lanterns and watched them float across a starry Nashville sky. Some of the lanterns came

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Any Time

“You have almost three dollars!” I tell her. We are sprawled on her bedroom floor amidst blocks and books, stuffed animals and blankets. Loose

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Poop and Glory

My 3-year-old pooped on the floor today – on my expensive living room carpet. There are not many fine things in my home. I

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