The Case for the Christmas Twig

I don’t know about y’all, but I’m over here having an extremely hard time grasping the fact it is the last month of the year and of the decade. Add in we’re only nineteen days away from Christmas, and good gravy! I remember as a child my elders always commenting on how the older one …

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The Long and Short of Twenty-Three Years

Twenty-three years ago, yesterday, I met the man I knew instantly I would spend the rest of my life with. (It also happens yesterday my brother-in-law turned the big 5-0. Happy fiftieth, brother!) While we normally celebrate the anniversary of when we first laid eyes on each other in high fashion, this year things are …

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Mourning May Wan, But Memories Never Do…It Still Hurts Sometimes

Yesterday was my grandma's birthday. She would have been 97. She might have made it, too, had she not been born of an era that didn't discuss "female troubles." By the time the beautiful creature who helped raise me told anyone something was wrong is was far, far too late to do anything more than …

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Summers Gone By

Nostalgia often hits us head on and rather than wash over us it penetrates us like a phantom, forcing its way into our souls. I think for many, the end of summer brings this notion stronger than any other time of the year. Though holidays and other special occasions and other seasons rend memories, summer, …

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PCS Season is Upon Us #nomadiclife

One day next month will mark MarshFox’s one-year anniversary of retirement from the empire after 30 loyal years of service. When you’ve been in that long, you tend to have friends all over the world. In the olden days, it’s was a bit harden to keep up with folks when they were scattered to the …

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#turningofthetassels Reflections of the Bittersweet Moments

Anyone else just plumb wrung out with graduation season having just wound up? By the by, sometimes I can hear in my head people saying, the southern is strong in this one. They’d be right! And it’s at times when I’m the most wrung out that it’s strongest. It’s like the more tired I am, …

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