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⚽ Twelve 8-year-olds + 200mg of caffeine + one mortified coach = the best bar story you’ll hear today. Trust us, you want to hear how this ends.
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A late-night traffic stop becomes a reminder: storytelling connects us, grounds us, and makes us known. In a world of strangers, our stories are how we find our way home.
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Grant’s thoughts about purchasing the Toyota snapped away when the officer softly tapped the driver’s side window. “Hello? Can you roll down the window for me, sir?” Grant didn’t realize the young officer was standing next to his door. The lights were blinding and hypnotizing all at the same time. “Yes, sir. Absolutely.” He quickly
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Before I was old enough to read, I told stories. Imagination incubated, spit out into the world through my limited toddler vocabulary. After being taught how to read and write, the magic turned from oral stories to written stories. Now I was writing my own material, reading everything I could to get ideas, even the
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Staring right at me, I thought she would start screaming, yelling at the top of her lungs. Before you start in on me, I just want to set the record straight – I didn’t start this argument. No. Really. I didn’t. It wasn’t my fault. But then again, the guilty always have a way of
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A quiet moment at Flaming Geyser State Park. A question to my dad. A camera around his neck. I didn’t know then how much that day would teach me about storytelling and why our ordinary lives might hold the most extraordinary stories of all. What if the one you’ve been carrying is the one someone…
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I never imagined my son’s last words would sound so ordinary. “Goodnight, Mom. Goodnight, Dad.” Those words echo in my head. They were Jude’s last. Early Saturday morning, I came home after running 13.1 miles to find him unresponsive in his room. Death stole his life while I was running. Jude and I followed our
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Sunday afternoon, popcorn in hand, watching a classic 80s adventure unfold on screen. A man dangles from a cliff, fighting for his life, when something unexpected happens in a brief exchange that stops me cold. What I discovered in that moment changed how I see gratitude forever—and it started with a pair of running shoes…
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At 7:15 AM, she rolls her cart through the Gibson Center radiating what the patients are seeking. Most abandon it somewhere along the way. The secret I discovered will reshape how you see everything.
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Worn-out running shoes staring back from my front door. A Garmin watch that chose July 4th as its dramatic final day. Six months of watching fitness melt away like polar ice caps in July heat. This is what desperation looks like for an ultra runner. But it’s also the setup for discovering that grace doesn’t…
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You can smell hot asphalt from three blocks away. But when you’re standing next to 525-degree molten tar, that smell becomes everything. The mid-June sun beat down on Timber Ridge Junior High that Friday morning. We had a new guy on our Arrow Roofing crew. Darrell claimed to be a journeyman. His handshake was firm,…
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📱 Share this story | 💌 Save for later Guess where I found heaven? It’s hiding in plain sight. Come with me to First Light Coffee, Thursday mornings. You’ll see! 7:43 AM sharp. Espresso machines hiss steam. First Light Coffee pulses with morning energy. Aromatic, rich smells of fresh roasts mix with the scent of
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The coffee shop clock blinks an angry red glow—11:47 PM. My freelance article sits unfinished, due in eight hours. My finger hovers over the ChatGPT app. Three taps and I’m done. But fifteen years ago, a college professor taught me why shortcuts always backfire.
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