Tag Archives: Rebekah Bergman

Birthday for Mom

The greeting card was in bad taste. I apologize. The words were not my own. But I didn’t want to give you the language you gave me in the first place. There were cards that said I hope you find … Continue reading

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July 4th

It is the day we see a ten-year-old put a water pistol in his mouth and shoot. Today nothing is magic. There are heart palpitations. We wonder what else ever palpitates. It’s the day the neighbors put a couch on … Continue reading

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