My Two Guardian Angels
Essay by
Dallas Nicole Woodburn
G rowing up, I was often told by my parents that I have a guardian angel. The only proof needed was my harrowing birth.
Tag archive: Contemplative
The ‘Firsts’ of Spring
Tricia’s Blog
T his is the season of firsts, eagerly and duly recorded: first robin, first daffodil, first leaf buds, first day above sixty and then seventy degrees. In the northern part of the U.S. where I live, such firsts are savored as incontrovertible evidence, more telling than the date on the calendar, that winter has finally lost the tug of war and spring is winning the battle.
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