My fingers tightly gripped the charcoal-colored pen as I removed the pale piece of paper from the clipboard. I quickly glanced at both sides to assess just how long this task would take. I hate these forms. I understand the need for records, but it simply is not possible to include a rather involved and […]
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The Agony of Anxiety
As my suntanned foot slowly edged its way to the dusty accelerator, I could feel his body tense. My hands firmly gripped the steering wheel as I began the right-hand turn. I glanced toward the passenger seat, my insides in knots, while trying to maintain a calm outer appearance. There, my adult son, my gentle […]
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