The day after Valentine’s Day
A week before my Mom died of cancer, she sat me on my bed and told me that Dad was the kind of man who needed to be married. Okay, I thought, but we can talk about this later. After all, Mom had been...
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Out to dinner with my husband and daughter, Victoria, earlier this week, I was sitting across from her at the table. I saw her face light up as she gazed at something over my shoulder. “You should see...
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