I thought the world had ended this morning. I live in a neighborhood near a lovely walking path. My habit now is taking a walk first thing after getting out of bed. Most mornings, I hear the birds singing, cars leaving their garages heading to work, and traffic in the distance. There is usually some…
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It is a foggy day today, September 11, 2014. As I sit in one of my favorite cafés writing, I honestly am asking myself how much more can be written about this tragic day. I feel as if I am reiterating the same old sentiment: “never forget.” With all of the articles, eBooks, blogs, and…
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It is autumn. It is a time that signifies the end of something, the beginning of something else, and the “in between.” It is a time when the old life withers and new life eventually emerges. It is a time of change. So many of us are truly afraid of change, but change is something…
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Yesterday was the start of a new week after the needless shooting at Sandy Hook Elementary in Sandy Hook, CT, on Dec 14, 2012. I dropped off my child at school yesterday morning and was saddened to see a police car and two officers with their guns standing outside the school in place of the…
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Vilma Reynoso 