When my kids were little, we’d often have cinnamon rolls for breakfast on Saturday mornings. Nothing fancy, just those poppin’ fresh rolls from Pillsbury covered with a dollop of gooey frosting. And every week,…
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My son almost dropped out of college accidentally. By the time he met with his academic advisor during the spring semester of his first year, he’d already decided the university he was attending wasn’t…
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I’ve been writing for about as long as I can remember. The first piece of writing for which I received praise was a poem titled “Leaves,” which I wrote in first grade. The opening…
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One of the great things about having adult children is that you get to be friends with them in a way you can’t when they’re younger. At this point, I’m no longer legally responsible…
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Last week was pretty difficult. Monday morning, I discovered that my car was being sluggish when I tried to start it. I thought perhaps the engine was just cold after a weekend of being…
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I don’t have to tell you it’s been a difficult year, right? I think we’re all in agreement on that point. But in spite of the fact that I really don’t believe adversity is…
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This semester, I’ve been teaching a class that focuses on the American Dream. I start the semester by asking students what they think that dream consists of, specifically. They’re always surprised to discover that…