
I saw my brother Scott a couple of weekends ago for the first time since Christmas. He gave me a big hug and said, “How’s it goin’, Sis?” “I can’t complain,” I said with a half-smile. “I mean, I could.” Both corners of my mouth perked up. “It just wouldn’t do me any good.” And […]
Worry Schmurry




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