Secret and Not-So-Secret Engagement

So, you got the story about how we met, and the friendship story, and the one about our first date, and even the one about the crazy trip to Utah Lake. Now the separation/almost engagement story. Saying good-bye to Scott after we had been dating for a month was so hard. We had spent so […]

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Writing Prompt: Dragonfly

Today’s writing prompt is all about dragonflies. Or is it? It’s in the title. Why wouldn’t it be? Well, maybe it just starts with a dragonfly. Do you know what dragonflies symbolize? Do you like dragonflies? Do you dream about dragonflies? Why am I procrastinating? Get on with the story, Sara!

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The Story of Milky-White the Cow, Part 3

I know, I know, it’s been a year since part 2. What makes me think I can finish the story now? Well, it has to be finished. Enough said. 🙂 As we left off, Milky-White was happy, Leonard was happy, Leonard’s family was happy, and all the people who had bought Leonard’s Miracle Milk were […]

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The Story of Milky-White the Cow, Part 2

Aw. I see you are back for more. You want to know what more there could be to the story of Milky-White and Leonard’s family. Well, okay, I’ll tell you. Milky-White was happy indeed. She was with people who treated her well and knew what she needed. And Leonard and his family were happiest of […]

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The Story of Milky-White the Cow, Part 1

Once upon a time… No. No. No. Starting a story like that usually gets a happy ending. Or an educational twist. This story, however, about a cow, is just a story. It is a story about a famous cow, though. Well, she’s a cow in a very famous story. Jack and the Beanstalk—remember that one? […]

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Life Is Story

1984, I came into the world, yellow, jaundice skinned. I’m sure my mind was curious, but the tiredness of my new-born body was more powerful. The first days of my life were filled with sleep, but also lots of love. I was my parent’s first daughter, born while my father was away, training with the […]

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The Room

I stand in the center of the room, confused. Did they really just tell me that this paintbrush holds the key to my survival? Maybe I can chop the handle up into tiny chunks and eat them. But how long would that really last me? I needed water or better nourishment than a few ounces […]

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