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I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers

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Newest column from The Holmes Bargain Hunter : Fall is simply the best time to gather your loved ones and hop in the car for a little ride. The leaves are bursting with color, the air is pleasantly cool, and you just need to get outdoors. When I was young, we took lots of car rides down winding back roads. You never quite knew where you would end up, but it never mattered because each turn and patch of woods we traveled through was more magical than the last one. Deep hollows, ridges splashed with the fire of stately trees, and huge rocks you could climb all the way to the top on. We would stop, sometimes, and walk around. Leaves, rocks, small sticks found their way into my pockets and would be carefully placed in my box of treasures when I got home. Usually, we would end up where there was ice cream, and a cone with big drips down the side found its way into my hands. Here in NE Ohio, fall has a bounty of things to take part in. But fall, especially fall, is when Ohio b

What burns my skin...

“I will not let anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet.” ~Ghandi We must stop the rhetoric . The hate-speak . And the posturing . We are blinded by our hate . By the monster it turns us into. By the hideous words we spew . Those of us, who live day by day. Side by side. We hate those in power . We rage and spit fire while the innocent get blamed.  It's a war that sets me on fire . My heart. My mind. I am not blind, yet I want to turn off the world so I can breathe again. And not feel the hate that burns my skin . 

To my 23 year old daughter on her birthday P.S. Plus what I wish I had known when I turned 23

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Esabelle Eden, First of all, can we just stop and reflect on the fact that I HAVE a 23 year old? I still feel as young as I did when I had you, but the years have moved along and you are now one year older than I was when you were born.  You were but a sparkle in my mind so long ago. I knew you would arrive sooner or later, but when you did it was in a big way. With your full head of ebony hair, and huge brown eyes we lost our hearts to you. You still have the fire you always had. You are a survivor, a debater, a thinker, an advocate for change and justice, and full of compassion. I’ve decided this year to give you some words of advice as your turn 23 – words I wish I had heard.      1)  Stop thinking you’re getting old. After the hotly anticipated age of 21, it may seem as if it’s all downhill from here. Stop it. Right now. As women, we are powerful. Be thankful for the body and strength you have now. Own it. Live it. Take care of it. If someone had told m