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Comfort Food

I was about four when I had my first “big girl” lunch alone with my Nana. I hadn’t wanted to go. I’d once heard Nana lose her temper with Mom. She scared me. I watched through the screen door as Mom backed out of the driveway. It was too late to run after her. Nana hoisted me up onto her ...

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Listen Up

Last week, I wrote about the power of caring and issued a call to care. I believe the simple act of caring — for ourselves and for others — can transform our lives and change the world. It can melt the hardest of hearts and knock down the tallest of walls. It has certainly done ...

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