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August 2012

Lawyer Looking

August 30, 2012 /
“I could use some advice. Can we get together?” read the text.  It was my cousin from South Dakota. We sometimes go for a month or two without talking, so I felt a wave of concern.  He was in town on business and we met at a downtown coffee shop.  After catching up on family news, he explained. “I’ve not been happy in my marriage for years.  I’ve been in counseling but things aren’t getting better. I was hoping you could help.”  A few sips of coffee later, Jerry bravely said he was clear that his marriage was over; he
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Back to School

August 23, 2012 /
My daughters, Sophia and Anna (from left to right), went back to school this week.  Sophia shyly, but excitedly, went to her 1st grade line and Anna confidently strode into her 3rd grade classroom with ease.  For me, I would consider it a personal best in terms of emotion control.  I actually applied mascara in the morning feeling the likelihood of tears was fairly non-existent as I technically no longer have babies going off to school.  They are big girls now.  I was relieved that when it came time to watch them go, I only felt happy and proud of
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Protective Parents

August 16, 2012 /
So much about her reminded me of myself at 19.  A sophomore in college with straight long brown hair parted in the middle, she was an eager learner and a hard worker with a sunny attitude.  With the return of fashions from the ‘70s, even her white eyelet dress and dangling feather earrings made me smile at the memory of those years. Lauren talked about her parents, her younger brother she was close to, and her upcoming visit to New York. She was headed to the big apple to work side by side her aunt in a theatre. Her grandparents
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Dashed Dreams

August 9, 2012 /
I cannot get enough of the Olympics.  Any event and there is immediate buy-in.  It may be the remnants of my yesteryear days as a cheerleader or that I simply love the excuse to stay inside during 101 degree days and watch tv – but I love the Olympics.  I do the obvious: I choke up when the cameras scan to the parents, I cheer on my feet during a heated race, and I cry when the athletes realize their victory.   But more than anything, I find myself thinking about the losers.  I can’t stop from thinking about how it
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Seeing Surrender

August 2, 2012 /
She was a young, pretty, bright, dedicated mom. Her smooth skin, slender figure, and lovely smile made her age difficult to discern. I surmised she was 30 something given that they had been married more than a dozen years. Despite her husband's multiple affairs, she was stunned by his declaration that he wanted her out of the family home and was filing for divorce. "Was there more that I could have done?" she asked, as though she really thought I might have an answer. For the optimist in an unhappy marriage, this is a question with no satisfying answer. For
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