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“How could rocks and sand and silence make us afraid and yet be so wonderful?” Edna Brush Perkins Serene is a word you could use to describe Death Valley. She is isolated and desolate by anyone’s standards, a primeval destination, and maybe the perfect place to celebrate thirty-nine years of marriage.  This clearly reveals our […]

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If You Make The Time “You don’t choose a life. You live one.” Emilio Estevez Starting an essay about walking the Camino de Santiago is as daunting as entering into marriage, slipping on a ring or a backpack, finding your way with little or no experience, depending on uniquely positioned markers to silently lead one […]

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We have yet to learn the simple act of walking the earth like brothers [sisters] Martin Luther King Jr. Saying goodbye to my children is never easy, even the ones who live across the street, but especially the appendages who live beyond their mother’s maternal reach, which is anyone who lives more than 500 feet […]

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What’s new? Life is a mystery, like one of those ridiculous Rubik cubes, and no matter how many times I repeat the ingrained patterns, it remains unsolvable. Regardless, I still plan on monopolizing every damn clue I discover along the way. This is why I write. I’m trying to solve the mystery as it unfolds […]

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I love when life slows down enough to match the flow of my fingers on the keyboard, when I can ease into a memory, turn it gently over in my mind, and lance that sucker as if a boil. No one died. That’s all I can say about our 1,400-mile road trip without cussing, lying, […]