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Lynn Ingram

My Sissy

By Lynn Ingram

It was late, I was tired, and I wanted nothing more than to drag my weary body up the stairs and burrow deep under the covers and sleep, sleep, sleep. But there was something in that voice on my answering machine that bespoke a need, an urgency to talk to me, something that pulled at […]

It is an ordinary Tuesday in September, a pretty day, just before the calendar flips over to fall. I am at the grocery store, Food Lion, to be specific, having come for an ordinary mid-week shopping trip, just to pick up a few things. Well, that’s not exactly correct, the “ordinary” part. This shopping trip, […]

It turns out that singing the multi-syllabic “Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious” without missing a beat may not have been Mary Poppins’s most impressive talent. And while analyzing Ms. Poppins’s abilities, not to mention emulating them, has never been at the top of my to-do list (or even on my to-do list, for that matter), I have lately had […]

I know they’re convenient and reusable and some of them look pretty real. Some of them even smell real. Nevertheless, I am philosophically opposed to artificial Christmas trees. If God had intended us to have aluminum and plastic trees, He’d have planted them. When it comes to Christmas decorations, I want real things. Real glossy […]

My new roommate has reddish-blond curly hair, and she moved in last Sunday. This is a rather unexpected development, as I hadn’t really planned on sharing my living quarters. I tend to enjoy peace and quiet at home and not having to attend to some other soul. However, she came with the promise of being […]

Life Could Be Purr-fect if Only I Could Meow

Dear God, I realize that this request may be a bit unusual. I mean, here I am, still in the midst of my first shot at this life thing, and I’m already thinking about how I’d like to spend my second go-round on this Earth. I’d very much like to come back next time as […]

Full Moon Fashion Maven

Last night I looked up at the full moons and thought how beautiful they were, perfect silver globes just shimmering up there, overlapping each other’s heavenly brilliance. Wait a minute. Moons? Plural? Okay, it was Saturday night – but no, I had not been partaking of the fruit of the vine. Still, I did see […]

The Tree of Hearts

By Lynn Ingram

The Tree of Hearts

I don’t remember when I first noticed the cedar tree. Maybe it would be more accurate to say that I really never actually did notice it. It was just always there, a giant silent sentinel standing by the front porch of the house where I grew up. It wasn’t even the largest tree in the […]

Living Through Ditziness

Todd says that when I die, he’s gonna have my obituary include a line that says “Pack a lunch” for those who plan to attend my funeral. He plans to headline the event by telling stories about me. Given that he’s the husband of my friend Sandy, who I have known more than half my […]

There is a sign hanging at eye level at my front door that reads; “A clean house is a sign of a misspent life.” When I die, I may be accused of having done a lot of things, but misspending my life will not be one of them. It’s not that I have anything against […]

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