There are so many things in the world that matter, and if we look closely enough, we find the things that speak to our own unique spirits — these are the things that speak to me. This is what matter to me today.
There was light, the soft glow of the lamp in the corner of the living room serving as an ember as the storm-darkened sky quickly stole away the day’s remaining light. There was the soft hum of ceiling fans, the refrigerator going about its daily work, the steady voices of evening news anchors filling us…
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I have lived on the same street in the same town in the same state since I was born. After years of living in one spot, some things seem to be fixtures of their environment, static pieces of a place that rarely, barely change. In my neck of the woods, my neighbors are those fixtures.…
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You never quite appreciate the simplicity of childhood until you are grown — until the carefree days spent with ice cream on your face or a baseball in hand are long gone, nothing but mere memories of days so far long ago. I think about that quite a bit, not just because I am (of…
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I love words. I adore the act of selecting just the right combination of them to tell a story, to express what’s on my mind. I admire how deliberate words can be, thoughtfully chosen and carefully strung together to impart the exact meaning of our intentions. But while I was in college, I was introduced…
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Gears with interlocking teeth rotating away, grinding together in their slow orbits as yet another day passes. As they turn, the lights flicker awake, pulleys and levers do their work, and the various machinery comprising this particular warehouse hums alive. Yes, another day of the gears turning, another day of the machinery, the pulleys, the…
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What Matters Today 