Why We NEED Each Others’ Stories

I flexed my foot to stretch my calf while we were stopped.  I bent down and fished my water bottle out of the stroller.  My friend’s stroller was parked just ahead of mine.  Our toddler boys reclined in their man-carts, happily stuffing themselves with snacks.   I hadn’t been on our usual trail in a…

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THIS

Something has been grabbing my brain lately with the most inexplicable sensation of pleasure, and I hear myself exclaiming: “This!”  I yelled as I ran through the trees on the mud run with my best friend. “This!” I sighed as I sat in the sand with my husband and baby, while the girls built castles…

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