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(Maybe Not So) Boldly Growing (In the Coffee Shop): Coffee and Conversation
When I was six, my family was driving on a highway late at night. Streaks of headlights and taillights painted the dark. For the first time, I realized that each car held people living lives as...
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The Beginnings of a Pla -: Coffee and Conversation
When I was six, my family was driving on a highway late at night. Streaks of headlights and taillights painted the dark. For the first time, I realized that each car held people living lives as...
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Coffee and Conversation in Real Life
When I was six, my family was driving on a highway late at night. Streaks of headlights and taillights painted the dark. For the first time, I realized that each car held people living lives as...
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The Coinblade Chronicles: Coffee and Conversation
When I was six, my family was driving on a highway late at night. Streaks of headlights and taillights painted the dark. For the first time, I realized that each car held people living lives as...
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The Miracle of “Making-Do”: Coffee and Conversation
When I was six, my family was driving on a highway late at night. Streaks of headlights and taillights painted the dark. For the first time, I realized that each car held people living lives as...
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Let’s Talk About Bullying, Part One: Coffee and Conversation
When I was six, my family was driving on a highway late at night. Streaks of headlights and taillights painted the dark. For the first time, I realized that each car held people living lives as...
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Let’s Talk About Bullying, Part Two: Coffee and Conversation
When I was six, my family was driving on a highway late at night. Streaks of headlights and taillights painted the dark. For the first time, I realized that each car held people living lives as...
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More Than Enough for Mindful Monday
How much is enough? I asked that question the last time I posted this feature, way back on October 27 (has it really been that long?!). I thought then that I would be able to post here every other...
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I Was Just Thinking….Coffee and Conversation
When I was six, my family was driving on a highway late at night. Streaks of headlights and taillights painted the dark. For the first time, I realized that each car held people living lives as...
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Writing in the Weather: #weekendcoffeeshare and #SoCS
If we were having coffee, I’d tell you I’m very happy you’re here, because both the weather and my writing are unsettled. We’ve got thunderstorms and a tornado watch active on this first day of July....
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