It’s 1968 in Holland, Michigan, and Sally Van Sloeten wants to know why her father doesn’t love her. Her mother, sister, and brother call her dad a deadbeat and never want to see him again, but Sally vows to find him in time for a Father/Daughter banquet, even if it means running away with a gas station attendant named Cash. She doesn’t care that her brother Lenny was arrested for breaking Cash’s nose. She won’t let Lenny’s explosive temper stand in her way, and she’s too preoccupied to wonder what has him so angry. All she knows is that she has to be like the other girls, whether it’s at the banquet or in the front seat of Cash’s car. But as Sally realizes her dream, her mother reveals a painful secret that sends her spinning out of control.

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Have you ever given advice and later realized that you were “speaking in your own ear?” The beauty of language is that the words you choose are encoded with all the answers you seek. Somewhere along the line you may have stopped hearing your own inner wisdom. You may use words or phrases that subtly undermine your true essence and desires. You may tell stories that keep you stuck in the past, or operate from scripts that were handed to you long before you knew your own character.

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(Originally posted in 2011. Re-posted in light of Connecticut school shooting.)

I come from a family of gun enthusiasts. My younger brother is a fire arms instructor in Iraq. My older brother, who lives in Atlanta, keeps a handgun tucked in his waistband. Even my 66-year-old mother is taking up arms, having just earned her permit to carry a concealed weapon in Michigan. Recently she held up her paper target for me to see — 2 bulls’ eyes! Her exuberance seemed to expect matching enthusiasm from me. …Read More »