It’s Just Like Riding a Bike

When I was in fourth grade, my parents bought me a bike for Christmas. It was blue and white with a banana seat. It had a plastic, wicker-looking basket that hung out front just begging to be filled with rocks, stray animals (some alive & some not so much), Pop Rocks and a Cabbage Patch […]

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Who’s Got Your Remote Control?

Control. We want it. We sometimes lose it. We try to keep things under it. But, far too often, we simply give it away. I have a confession…As a teenager, I was a social schizophrenic. It’s true. I was totally quiet and shy at school but when I was at church, I was outgoing and […]

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RHS Symptom: Sweethearts Sugar Stomach

CONFESSION: I’m a sucker for those candy hearts with cute little phrases printed on them that come around every February. They’re called Sweethearts. I must have at least one box during Cupid’s reign or my year is not complete. If I don’t have a corn syrup bellyache and a Red Dye #40 headache, I just […]

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RHS Symptom: Job Insecurity

I have a love/hate relationship with meeting new people. I LOVE to meet new people because I genuinely love relationships. The idea of meeting someone, hearing their story, contributing to their life and allowing them to do the same into mine is absolutely fascinating to me. On the flip side, I HATE to meet new […]

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