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  To the men perched in the coffee shop window:   You frighten me, frankly, and I sit alone with a long walk back to my car and dusk creeping quickly over the sky. The first overheard conversation: Complaints about a shared job. Sounds dull and fairly meaningless, but an honest day’s work of some … Continue reading

First Be Patient with Yourself

Driving along with windows down, warm spring air rushes into our ears and lungs. From the back seat, “Where does wind come from?” The question stumps me. Incessant questions stream from the back seat while he and I are running errands, driving to preschool, and truth be told anytime we’re in the car and he’s … Continue reading