I was twenty-two when I first wanted a baby. There were many young mothers in the church I attended at the time–some of them not much older than I–and I would stand squished between two pews after the service, holding a baby. I would smile down into its round raspberry face, stare at the triangle […]
We left at noon on Friday with Benny, my youngest brother, driving. He pulled away from our blue-shuttered farmhouse–the shutters weathered and in need of paint–and started past the row of dusty, dark-leafed lilac bushes that line our gravel lane–and stopped. “Do you have a bowl in your hands?” He cranked his head and glared
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Friday, I helped my dad with the morning milking. It had been years since I helped, but that morning his usual help was gone, and I filled in. The barn was as I remembered. The cows were the same: poopy, fat, and slobbery, their sides splattered with bits of dried manure. I wondered where the
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First of all, they worry about the money. That’s the first thing that popped into my head when my cousin Jared asked me if I wanted to go. YES! Of course I wanted to go skydiving! It would be the adventure of a lifetime, something you could brag about afterward. But…three hundred dollars? “I don’t
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There have been times in my life when I have felt myself to be woefully unprepared. Isle Royale was one such time. I was eighteen, my older sister Dora twenty-three, my younger sister Kathy sixteen, when we embarked. “Explore a rugged, isolated island where wolves and moose abound, far from the sights and sounds of
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