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> My Office. Sometimes, My Sanctuary. When Work is Rest One little phone call had ruptured our Saturday afternoon as surely as a needle sinks a bright red balloon, draining its helium like blood from a vein. We’d abandoned our plans and raced eighty miles to San Diego, where my mother-in-law lay in a hospital […]
My Office. Sometimes, My Sanctuary. When Work is Rest One little phone call had ruptured our Saturday afternoon as surely as a needle sinks a bright red balloon, draining its helium like blood from a vein. We’d abandoned our plans and raced eighty miles to San Diego, where my mother-in-law lay in a hospital bed, […]
The Party Wagon. Mission Bay, San Diego. July 30, 2011. Parachuting to Praise Yesterday my daughter Elaine, her husband Rob, and two our our grandchildren, Cadence and Sawyer, boarded a jet and flew off to begin their new life in Hawaii. With the luxury of foreknowledge, we’ve enjoyed extra time together over these past […]
Rich, His SoniCrafter, the Log. July, 2011. Because He Did, We Can I came home from work one evening to find my husband immersed in a project. He’d commandeered the table on our deck and was busily sanding at a chunk of oak, using the Rockwell SoniCrafter I’d given him last Christmas. Apparently he’d […]
Rich, His SoniCrafter, the Log. July, 2011. Because He Did, We Can I came home from work one evening to find my husband immersed in a project. He’d commandeered the table on our deck and was busily sanding at a chunk of oak, using the Rockwell SoniCrafter I’d given him last Christmas. Apparently he’d […]
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