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Kimberly Brubaker Bradley
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Still Mine: A Ridiculously Long Sappy Story for Valentine's Day
So today is Valentine's Day, a sugary flowery made-up holiday that attracts way more attention than it rationally deserves. I thought of writing here today about the first Valentine's Day I celebrated with my beloved, but I don't know--there's something pri...

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5:21 am at Richmond International
1) I am sitting at gate B11 of the Richmond International Airport. I am here way too early, not just generally, but specifically too early for my flight home. 2) This is because I don't trust modern technology. I never dreamed that when I hit the Uber butto...

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Cheating
My dear friend Sarah--one of my childhood friends, a graduate of Yale, and now both an Episcopalian nun and a priest--send me this 17th century nun's prayer awhile ago. It popped back up on my Facebook page, and it's better than anything I have to say today...

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Eight Years Ago Was a Very Good Day
You know how Facebook likes to remind you of posts from previous years? Today mine recalled a post I wrote eight years ago: "I have been reunited with my luggage, and am about to go riding on a beach in Durban (really!)!" That was a fantastic day--a fantast...

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Whose Side Are We On?
So I'm still hanging out with my concussed head. Getting very slightly better very slowly. The pace of change is not within my control, and, I'll be honest, I tend to be annoyed when things are not within my control. And then there's President Trump. I've s...

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Nothing To Report Here.
Hi everyone. I'm back. Back-ish. The head trauma is slowly healing, to the extent that in 20 minutes I will leave for a Beginner Yoga class.  Hooray! My third attempt at yoga since my accident, December 17th, and what I've learned is that I'm mostly capable...

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Jesus and My Effing Socks
So on Wednesday I went off to do my usual job of data entry at Bristol Faith in Action, for the first time since getting thwacked on the head a month ago. It didn't go well. Apparently shifting between several computer windows and scrollboxes and handwritte...

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Not Quite Back...
...I'm working on normal, or at least as normal as I usually get. Nearly four weeks post-concussion, I'm still not there. I get a bit closer most days. It's been Christmas, of course, and family came to visit, and then we went to Florida to see more family ...

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Dear Trustees of Smith College: Please Don't Close The Barn
Dear Trustees of Smith College: When I was a little girl, every morning, while I brushed my teeth, I looked out our bathroom window into the backyard and checked to see if a pony had showed up overnight. My backyard was surrounded by a chain-link fence and ...

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Holy Days
At first the huntsman thought I'd blown an aneurysm. That's what he said, afterwards. He said, "You went down without a sound." I know I did. We were cantering across a mown hay field, the mare still a little rambunctious (all this down time from the wildfi...
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