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Who Is God
Walking hand in hand along the crowded streets of Paris on their way to school, little Gabriel, as curious as four years old can be, turned to his agnostic…
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Delicious Friendship in Dollops
As the years faded away, we came together once more, seemingly untouched by the passage of time that had separated us beyond our imagination. This reunion felt like we…
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A Child’s World
When a child learns to communicate, those first words emerge like candy from a dispenser, sweet and colorful. They gift us with their newly found words. Each word holds a…
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Remembering
Becoming forgetful or being forgetful, I cannot remember when it started, but I would like to believe I wasn't always like this. Why do I remember song lyrics from…
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Exploring By the Creek
Hand in hand, we skipped toward the creek's edge, a stone's throw from our home we roamed, Early in the morning, racing against the soon-to-be afternoon heat, we set forth…
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How it Was When I First Arrived to Our French Village
Our street was narrow, unpaved, and flanked by two large stone walls. This was before the joli maisons; homes sprang up like mushrooms all around us, replacing the vineyards…
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The Violin Player
My grandfather asked his children, "Who would like to learn to play a musical instrument?" As an immigrant farmer, he wanted to give his children an opportunity he did…
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The Walled Garden
Beneath the vast tree's shade, a peaceful place to be. A friend's garden wall, Olivia's wonderland unveiled. Where butterflies dance, and rocks await her hand's embrace, Crunching leaves' symphony, enchantment…
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Child’s Play
Two antique toy horses with two little people having fun playing with them. Should I be mindful because the toy horses are collectible? Nah. Memories are more valuable. The…
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