Your parents worked from age 18 to 70. They are broke and in a nursing home relying on Medicaid funds. Medicaid is destroying this country you know. Your child is gay and feels shame. Luckily the church might try an intervention. Your dad is a union member who comes home covered in oil and dirt […]
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Growing up in the 70s it was a big deal when we loaded up the car about once a month and drove south five hours to visit our cousins in Kentucky. It was a world full of love, delicious southern food, loving grandparents, cousins, aunts, uncles and never ending adventures. We would usually arrive around
I’ve been off work for six weeks due to having surgery. I return to work in a few days. A friend of mine asked if me if I was ready to return to the office. My quick and instinctive reply was “hell no!” In some ways, my six-week recovery felt like a mental health vacation.
Be grateful for this awful mess Because some messes are the best A stack of blocks, a squeaky toy Be grateful for your little boy A half-dressed doll, a stuffed pink squirrel Be grateful for your little girl A sink full of pots and pans And dirty dishes from our hungry clan Yes, I love
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