By Nathan Coker
In Meredith's Musings
Dec 3rd, 2018
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article by Meredith McKinnie Christmas gives me a warm feeling, a cozy familiarity that reinforces my appreciation of family, giving and seeing magic reflected in children’s eyes. It’s hard not love the holiday, even though the hustle and bustle can morph into stress. Expectations are high. Luckily, ...
By Nathan Coker
In Meredith's Musings
Oct 30th, 2018
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article by Meredith McKinnie The visual landscape of the American family is shifting. Blended racial families are no longer rare, and now being celebrated. We’ve seen it in the media, but now it’s at our dinner table. It’s refreshing and overdue in the melting pot of America. I’ve witnessed this in b...
By Nathan Coker
In Meredith's Musings
Aug 1st, 2018
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article by Meredith McKinnie I can’t remember much of the few hours after my daughter’s birth. I know I was wheeled back to a room. I know people were coming in and out, now more interested in the baby’s condition than mine. I felt relief. It was over. I had given birth, or they had […]...
By Nathan Coker
In Meredith's Musings
Jun 27th, 2018
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By Meredith McKinnie Yesterday, I left my parents angry. I still remember my mom and sister cackling, as I slammed the door. They thought it was hilarious. We had just finished lunch, a typical Sunday, and my sister commented on how fat Mom’s munchkin cat had gotten. I should say been; he’s been fat,...
By Nathan Coker
In Center Block
May 29th, 2018
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article by Meredith McKinnie I was 10 minutes in to my typical 30-minute soak in the tub, when the phone rang. It was my friend Josephine, and she had a question for me. “Will you marry us?” I was stunned. Marry them? I wasn’t qualified, nor a pastor. When she reassured me, they wanted a […]...
By Nathan Coker
In Center Block
May 1st, 2018
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by Meredith McKinnie When I was only eight weeks old, I contracted vicoli e coli. I had only been at the nursery for two weeks. A little boy there was a carrier but showed no symptoms. My mom knew something was wrong; my coloring was off; and the doctors insisted it was Mom’s little poodle, Heidi, [&...
By Nathan Coker
In Meredith's Musings
Mar 28th, 2018
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By Meredith McKinnie My best friend since ninth grade was holding my hand during the contractions. It wasn’t dramatic, more like moderate menstrual cramps. The moving chart showing the intensity of each contraction was more daunting than the tightening in my stomach. Lea more or less distracted me wi...
By Nathan Coker
In Center Block
Feb 27th, 2018
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article by Meredith McKinnie I ’ve had my first and last name for 35 years now. They’re both unique, and I like that. They both start with an “M.” I love alliteration, something my mother no doubt happened upon, completely unplanned. The women in my family, most have no middle names, a blank space co...
By Katie Sloan
In Meredith's Musings
Jan 31st, 2018
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Article by Meredith McKinnie I was only 35 weeks and 3 days. It was 3:45 in the morning, and I was sliding out of bed to head to the bathroom for the 22nd time that evening when I noticed a trail across the sheets. Could I not hold it? How embarrassing. After a bath to clean […]...
By Katie Sloan
In Meredith's Musings
Jan 8th, 2018
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Article by Meredith McKinnie I’ll be honest; pregnancy itself was not something I looked forward to. My mom had always insisted she hated it; it was a means to an end. Perhaps her blatant honesty about the condition had something to do with my waiting until the “geriatric” age of 35 before trying to ...
