Still Holding On

Last month, Monty and I had to get dressed up to take some family pictures for my parents’ 50th wedding anniversary. I couldn’t find a pair of shoes to wear that were both dressy and stable. I am, to put it mildly, a clumsy person. I have broken my ankle twice just by tripping over my own feet. So I …

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This Is My Song

Every Sunday when I was growing up, my parents took my sisters and brother and me to church. My love affair with poetry started there. During the sermons, I read the hymns in the hymnal. I noticed patterns with rhythm and rhyme. I saw how ordinary words, put together in a thoughtful way, became lines that made my heart sing. …

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