Blind Spots
Sometimes I wake up in the middle of the night and tiptoe to the window that looks out to our front yard. I carefully part the blinds and check to see if his truck is sitting by the curb. It… Continue Reading
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Thunderstorms and Potato Salad
Much like the Central Texas weather lately, a storm has been brewing in me. I’ve noticed the gray clouds looming, felt the electric currents in my air, smelled the stillness of the calm before the storm and tonight it finally… Continue Reading