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“Maybe life doesn’t get any better than this, or any worse, and what we get is just what we’re willing to find: small wonders, where they grow.”
-Barbara Kingsolver
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Love Affairs
I’m a romantic in my soul. Led by eyes of wonder and a heart that changes with the tides of emotion, I can easily find myself falling, falling. Spiraling into an unanticipated love affair. I’ve only ever loved one man, and I’m lucky enough to have married him. But places. The new and different and
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Five Favorites: Lake Gaston, North Carolina
When it comes to water-filled summer destinations, there are few better places than the lake. Now I know many people may be partial to the beach, which I also love, but there’s something special about going to a lake. The peaceful quiet in the early morning and evening hours, with only the calls of waterfowl
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Five Favorites: Valle Crucis, North Carolina
As a child, there was one place more than all the rest that I felt my true self. One place where my wild and free spirit could wander free, roaming through wildflower fields picking berries, stepping barefoot in cool mountain creeks, and climbing moss-covered mountainsides. One place that felt like coming home. That place was
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Five Favorites: Knoxville, Tennessee
Growing up in Knoxville, Tennessee, there seemed to be limited options for entertainment. In our high school years, my friends and I spent wild nights at the local Borders bookstore or chasing down a sweet treat at TCBY. It felt like I couldn’t get out of that town fast enough, on to bigger and better
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Ten Reasons To Travel Solo With Kids
More than two weeks have passed since our van pulled into the driveway, the kids excitedly jumping out and scrambling to find their long-lost favorite toys. The days that have gone by since then have been a blur of unpacking and laundry, restocking the house with necessities, breaking up sibling squabbles when our house full
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10 Tips for Traveling Solo with Kids
My baby was tucked snuggly in the back seat of the car. She’d been changed, fed, and was now sucking contentedly on her pacifier. Glancing back in the review mirror, I made sure her small mirror was angled correctly, that her pacifier was tethered within reach for when she inevitably spit it out, and that
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