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Unless we are in pain, we rarely ASK for change. It arrives like an insistent uninvited hungry guest when there’s barely enough food for one. But there it is… We have several choices: welcome it with open arms, allow it in begrudgingly or fight to…

I grew up with a great appreciation for food. My mother and paternal grandmother were both amazing cooks (I’ll leave comment on my maternal grandmother for another post). I was a kid who found solace in food (especially the ones which were forbidden or restricted).…

On a walk recently, I passed a home in obvious disrepair. I looked at the house and two thoughts came crashing through my consciousness. First, I wondered how the property owners could allow their home to fall into such a state. THEN, the second idea…