Author Sheri Zeck Blog

What Mommy Learned at Playgroup

The email subject line simply read, Got the call. I held my breath and clicked. Well girls, my nightmare just came true. I have breast cancer. I slumped down in my chair and shook my head in disbelief. How could this be? My mind flooded with all the irrational reasons...

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Head Over Heels

Hi everyone! Today I thought I'd share a story recently published in Chicken Soup for the Soul: The Dating Game. "Head Over Heels" describes one of my most memorable dates with Curt. Of all things, we went skiing. But there was just one problem ... I had no idea how...

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O Holy Night

After eight years of marriage, I thought my husband knew me better. I was wrong. It all began when our pastor asked everyone in our small congregation to participate in the annual Christmas program. Not being one who enjoys the spotlight, I cringed. Maybe I could just...

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My Front Row Friend

"Maybe Grace scrutinized the newsletter with a critical eye, but she always looked for the best in me." Today on the blog I'm sharing my story about a very special (yet unexpected) friendship. This story was recently published in Chicken Soup for the Soul: Just Us...

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