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	<title>Cold Case In Ellyson &#187; book signing</title>
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		<title>The dichotomy of giving thanks</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[I admit it. We&#8217;ve had a rough fourth quarter. Broken bones, a blood clot, bank seizure, disagreeable loan refinance terms, witnessing a decline in my dad&#8217;s health, all of which happened within the span of two months. I&#8217;ve been troubled with sleepless nights and nightmares, that is, until my sister reminded me of something: that [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I admit it. We&#8217;ve had a rough fourth quarter. Broken bones, a blood clot, bank seizure, disagreeable loan refinance terms, witnessing a decline in my dad&#8217;s health, all of which happened within the span of two months. I&#8217;ve been troubled with sleepless nights and nightmares, that is, until my sister reminded me of something: that this world is a battleground; it&#8217;s not heaven. Grief touches us all. I had forgotten that in my happy, dumb existence. And when I look at other days of this long year, so many good things have happened. Quick healing of my children&#8217;s bones, book awards, speeches, book signings, time with friends, making enough to pay the bills and then some, a loving and generous family, the opportunity to play tennis. I guess what gets you is when it involves your kids. It&#8217;s hard to take their pain and suffering. You want to take it away, but you can&#8217;t.</p>
<p>So this Thanksgiving, I will thank God for the blessings he&#8217;s given us, and there have been many. I will also ask him to bless us further by keeping us and everyone safe and healthy, but if lightning strikes you in the metaphorical sense, remember that none of us was promised a rose garden.</p>
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		<title>Book signings and the Southernly sweet</title>
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		<description><![CDATA[Today I had my first real book signing&#8230;our local Starbucks hosted the event, and it came on the heels of an article in our local paper about me, my book and its award. Those who came to the signing fell into three groups: readers with no relation to me, old family friends, or the people [...]]]></description>
			<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Today I had my first real book signing&#8230;our local Starbucks hosted the event, and it came on the heels of an article in our local paper about me, my book and its award. Those who came to the signing fell into three groups: readers with no relation to me, old family friends, or the people closest to me. Of the strangers, the best were three women from the small town where I was a police officer, about an hour&#8217;s drive away. The arrived just before the end, breathless, worried they were too late. They represented three generations and were so Southernly sweet. Of the old family friends, a couple, friends of my parents, shuffled through the door, a small, frail twosome. After exchanging pleasantrles, the wife told me she would have to read the book out loud because her husband could no longer see well enough&#8230;so Southernly sweet. And of my closest friends, just taking time out of their day to stop by and check, well, that too, is so Southernly sweet.</p>
<p>I live in the right place, where the old still remember and the new never forget, and they all are truly so Southernly sweet. </p>
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