Farewell From Boundless

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Why I Began Ignoring the Homeless

  He stood at the stoplight at the bottom of the freeway exit ramp. Dirty, disheveled, most if not all of his worldly possessions in a few bags at his feet. He held a scrawled cardboard sign: “Homeless: Just tryin’ to survive.” I watched him from …

Is It Ok For My Husband to Read My Journal?

  We received an e-mail this morning from a young woman who’s been married for just under a year. Here’s an excerpt (edited slightly for brevity): Not too long ago I walked into our bedroom and found my husband reading my journal. Now, I’d never t …

The First Sacrifice

The garden is still beautiful. Tucked among the deep green canopy of leaves, birds chirp and squirrels play. The air is fresh with the scent of flowers and dew. Being there, it just feels good to be alive. Except that the first two humans have just dis …

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