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Cindi Carver-Futch
Goodbye busyness...hello being present to my own gift!
Goodbye busyness...hello being present to my own gift!

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bad mommy moments (or, thank heaven for little girls)
Have you ever had a “bad mommy” moment? I had one today. I picked up my daughter at carpool. Normally she rides with
another family to her 3 ½ hour Irish dance lesson on Monday. Since class was
cancelled today due to a weekend competition, I decided to surp...

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newspaper subscription hell complete with daemons
Have you ever been so frustrated by something so petty that you're almost ashamed, except the thing frustrating you is something you really want to get resolved and you make a hundred good-faith efforts that get you nowhere except more frustrated and you ju...

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wholehearted parenting
I've been reading (aka listening to) a lot of Dr. Brené Brown lately. If you aren't familiar with her, she is an author, speaker, and research professor who has spent the past thirteen years studying vulnerability, courage, worthiness, and shame. You want t...

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politics, musicals, and compromise
"You can't always get what you want." A true statement and a great Rolling Stones song that was oddly appropriated by one of the political conventions. Which is weirdly appropriate, because it is a GIANT understatement when it comes to politics. Especially ...

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moon landings, birthday cake, and hope
Today is a special day - my brother's birthday. Ray and I are more than siblings. We're friends, confidantes, partners-in-crime, each other's best audience, best critic, best support, best humorist, best ear, best shoulder. In his honor, I am posting I stor...

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A new story. And cake. What could possibly be wrong with that?
I don't write enough. I write every day. After all, I'm a professional writer. But I don't write for myself enough. Don't write enough about the things that move me, that move you, that matter. I decided the only way to change that is to put myself in situa...

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weird as me: friends, stories, and David Sedaris
I wrote a story for David Sedaris. Let me clarify. David Sedaris is a pretty good writer of stories. If you haven't heard of him, he's sold a few books (9 books, >7 million copies), traveled a bit (lives in North Carolina, England and France and shops for c...

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creativity, fear and the dream deferred
Is it ever too late to be what you might have been? To take your dream out of the box and put it back in motion? Sometimes, unfortunately, it is. If you dreamed of playing for the NBA but you are now 43 years old and overweight, then yeah, that ship has sai...

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love and the paper(back) reader
“Dreams are like paper: they tear so easily”      ―  Gilda Radner   My daughter said the most amazing thing to me the other day,
completely unsolicited: “Mom, I love the smell of paper! I love the way it feels and
sounds and smells. Especially old paper. Th...

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a post about flags
I hate politics. I hate confrontation. I hate divulging my innermost thoughts because that means I might get hated on. But there are times when I have to take a deep breath and dive into the frey. Because sometimes taking a stand is more important than prot...
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