Susan Harrison Wolffis

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I love Thanksgiving, always have. It is my favorite holiday of the year, even though I don’t much like pumpkin pie or most people’s...
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I was in line, waiting to check out at one of my favorite shops this summer, when a woman I haven’t seen for awhile...
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I am caught between two grandmothers, and for the life of me, I don’t know which way to turn. I don’t know which one...
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“A friend knows the song in my heart and sings it to me when my memory fails.” — Donna Roberts So here’s the truth. I come to...
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I am, by nature, an early bird. Even as a kid, I was always the first one up. I love the silence of mornings, the...
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“More grows in the garden than was sown there.” — English proverb I was in the garden the day the nurses called to say they were...
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We were talking spring, my pastor and I. After sticking to our meeting’s agenda until the last item was crossed off the things-to-talk-about list, we...
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The other night, a friend showed up at my front door with supper in tow: a little meat loaf, potatoes, the best seven-layer salad...
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When I was 40, I bought myself a diamond ring. It was beautiful, five diamonds, very expensive. I didn’t have a lot of extra money...
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So I come to this new year without formal resolutions. No bucket lists. No goals to be scratched off to-do lists at the end...
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EDITOR’S NOTE: A dear friend who lives in Arizona and faithfully reads the magazine, told me she is sharing Susan’s columns. Under the auspices...
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It was a November much like this, winds shifting, seasons changing, 19 long years ago. As always, I was on the hunt for a Thanksgiving...