Katie 3 Minute Read All I wanted was a Keurig in my early twenties with my coffee in a to-go mug. Travel mugs symbolized I was grown up, a professional, with important things to do and places to be. Time to brew a regular cup of coffee? Maybe someday when I was a grandparent. Over the years the Keurig…
Caroline Rose Sanders 5 Minute Read It was another college party. I was the odd man out, the one who didn’t actually go to college at all, the one who didn’t know the songs playing from the iPod in the corner. I was the one sitting on the back of the couch, wondering what to do with my hands. I looked…
Jeannie Pederson 3 Minute Read I clung to the rock, fingers aching, legs trembling. Sweat trickled into my eyes and down my back. “I can’t do this.” “Yes, you can,” came the calm, reassuring voice of my husband. “Put your left foot a little higher; there’s a good foothold just past that ridge.” “I can’t reach that far. I can’t…
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