by Pennie Nichols | May 8, 2025 | Essays
Home in my head is even more scattered now, because it includes the places my children have made theirs. I came home from Chicago with a full heart because the parent in me is joyful to find the warmth, safety, and the coziness of home under her child’s roof.
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by Pennie Nichols | May 5, 2025 | Death and Dying, Essays, Family and Friends
Maybe we can think of 125 things Mom means to us—one for each day of this year so far—before we drift off under the Chicago sky, where city lights dim the stars.
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by Pennie Nichols | Apr 17, 2025 | Essays, Gratitude
What absences or pattern interruptions have helped you find more appreciation for what you have right here and now?
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by Pennie Nichols | Apr 10, 2025 | Essays, Stories and Poems, Writing
Ed could invent a thousand excuses for choosing to drink. He could pretend life had driven him to drink. But the truth was he just wanted to. It wasn’t something else and the drink. It was just Ed and the drink.
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by Pennie Nichols | Apr 7, 2025 | Essays, Stories and Poems, Writing
My flash-fiction story, “The Conceit of Sand,” was picked up by Third Wednesday Magazine. If you need a pick me up in your hectic week, this publication has the perfect balance of brief and deep.
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