Tag: grief
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May 17, 2023
At a signing last weekend at the Barnes and Noble in Eden Prairie, Minnesota, a nine-year-old girl came through the line with a well-read copy of Because of Winn-Dixie. I said, “It looks like you’ve read this before.” And she said, “I’ve read it 32 times.” “Good grief,” I said. “Why so many?” “You know…
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October 6, 2011
He’s a black dog with a white patch on his chest. Someone found him, tag-less, on the side of the road in Kansas City, and he went from Missouri to Iowa to Minneapolis within a few days time. I went to meet him just as some friends were coming to pick him up and take…
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January 6, 2011
And hey, as long as I’m hanging around the cedar chest, waiting for the daily lighting of the orange, I thought I would show you the object that sits beside the orange. It’s a sculpture of a woman playing a piano. I love it because it is reminds me that making something (music, a story,…